The time is changing. As all things do.
I am changing, shifting and morphing...
while I sleep, while I work, while I walk the dark woods.
I can feel the dark creeping in. I find it comforting.
Truly, winter has always been a time of hibernation, a time to move inward... to read books, cuddle, drink hot chocolate and watch old favourite movies.
For those of you who are just getting to know me, I want to share a passion that I keep dear to my heart. Parts of my past, that have sculpted me and made me who I am today.
I embrace the dark bitter cold of winter.
So much so, that I actually spent two consecutive winters living in Iqaluit, on Baffin Island, the capital of Canada's newest northern province; Nunavut.
Nunavut, a land of beautiful people, ice, snow, polar bears and darkness.
A place that I called home for many years.
So much of my growth, my transitions and hibernations happened up north.
I learnt to carve in the north, and I learnt to make silver jewellery in the north.
I worked with children and teens, I faced many difficult issues and situations which have made me strong.
So, when darkness comes, I welcome it like an old friend who I can just sit with, without saying a word.
The most comfortable silence I know.
This is for you, this is for a place with unexplainable beauty, with magic and light admist the dark.
I honor you.
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