Dear Reader,

My winter was….interesting. Without being explicit, it wasn’t what I thought it was going to be. In fact, no one would have ever planned for something like this.

I got a lot of work done, but you can’t see it. I stretched my edges, and got really uncomfortable, but I won’t tell you what happened. It’s a secret.

I spent a lot of time outside. It was cold, but I never got sick. So it’s been debunked.

You could say it was the walk of a lifetime. A letting go, and allowing in.

Shedding.

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My perception of life has completely changed. Myself as well. Nothing is free, but it’s all free.

I’m more open, secure, and transparent than I’ve ever felt. But you haven’t experienced it yet.

I’m more calm, grounded, and aware.

I’m less expectant, more grateful, and patient. Humility.

I feel stronger, but not physically per say. Spiritually, and emotionally.

It’s less about me, it’s more about what feels right. Which is how you feel.

I feel full, and all my energy is held as if ready to be given away. My heart is warm.

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I’m starting to realize that my winters are very much for me. A period of dormancy.

It could be a tradition. It’s two years in a row now. But so much contrast between them.

Who are you when you have nothing? That’s what I wanted to know, without asking.

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With love,

Broderick