Thursday, 11 November 2010


By summer's end I am exhausted with the pressure of having endless fun in the sun.
Braai invitations, seaside outings, wedding celebrations, family picnics, camping trips, fetes and festivals...
There's a sigh of relief as the days grow shorter and cooler and thoughts turn to the pleasures of the Cocoon. The very word, the shape and sound of it, is resonant of its warm embrace.
Whereas summer is very yang, out there,loud and extrovert, winter is a yin time.
Time to retreat to a safe place and be quiet, reflective, spiritual.
soaking in a warm aromatic bath
lounging around in flanelette pjs
an inexhaustible supply of butternut soup
layering the bedding with blankets and quilts
lighting open fires and burning tibetan incense
swaddling myself in my orange Ethiopian gabi
reading,writing letters, keeping a journal

What does your Winter Cocoon look and feel like?

1 comment:

  1. Hot baths with lavender, quietness and cats crowding to meet me as I emerge. Polka dot pajamas and my husband waiting for me with toad in the hole and vegetables from the plot for tea.

    An evening of drawing, movies and laughter and a bar of butterscotch green and blacks. This, then followed by sleep with no alarm clock for a full, free Sunday ahead.