Winter Solstice Gifts

Foggy sunrise at Juniper Level Botanic Garden – Center for Mindfulness and Nonduality

I awoke at sunrise today and welcomed the Winter Solstice rays into my soft belly. Winter’s fading light yields to the darkness so we may dive deeper into the nature of this Mystery, this Creation, this appearance of what simply is.

Over the decades I’ve come to see the Winter Solstice as a perennial teacher reminding me of the power of the unseen and for being thankful for this darkness, especially as some of our 23,000 garden plants are now hibernating below the garden floor preparing for their re-emergence in early spring.

For us humans, embracing Winter’s darkness allows us the quietness and stillness to heal and jettison what is no longer needed – beliefs, opinions, judgments, and toxic emotions and ideas that keep us feeling and believing we are separate, distinct, and small. As we rest in the dark fertile lightness of aware presence, we notice the gifts within all appearances, along with increased creativity, intuition, and wisdom.

So today, and every day dawning, let’s walk slowly, smile, and notice and give thanks for what breathes us. Notice the moment without judgment…it’s present so it’s perfect, until we claim it isn’t.

Let’s pay attention. Listen, smell, touch, taste, see, and above all, smile, and breathe deeply into our soft belly.

We cannot mess up, get this wrong, or be anywhere or anything other than what we are right this moment, this appearance of aware presence awaring itself.

The sun is now rising over the gardens and greenhouses as I type these words. These holy solar offerings of lightrays are songs to tune our hearts and brains. Listen closely and quietly to your heart and know that we are the edgeless, perfect darkness and dawn.

And if you are inclined, be quiet and go within to notice who or what wants answers, solutions, and wants what is to be different than what it already is.



  1. pamika

    We cannot “mess up”, “get this wrong”?!?! I wish I had known this most of my life where I spent the vast majority believing that I could! Your words are like balm to my soul…..thank you Anita. (and your photos are to die for)

  2. Pamika, I write about not being able to “mess up” or “get it wrong” as I would have inhaled those words years ago and maybe even relaxed with my meditations and practices. Knowing I could not mess up, I might have trusted what comes next and accepted that all was well even though memory/mental/mind was singing another tune. Thanks for taking the time to comment.

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