I Would

I don't find January long or dull, but if I did, I know exactly what I would do. I would gather up a bunch of interesting, like-minded women and I'd go off to a cozy, secluded place in the woods and talk & eat & play. And eat & play & talk. And play & talk & eat.

We would share art techniques, books that we have read, places & food we've enjoyed and stories. Many, many stories. We would share our ideas, our plans, what we have done, what we could do, what we should do, what we might do. We would laugh much and often.

We would have a place to create - a little nest in the woods, with a crackling wood stove & smoke wafting up from the chimney, just like in a painted winter scene. It would be warm & inviting and as you opened the door you would hear laughter and see many women bent intently above their projects. You would sense the camaraderie shared by kindred spirits and feel a creative energy tying all the those souls together.

The woods would be enchanted with the sound of the music of a babbling brook as it tumbled down over little ice sculpted water falls. Beyond that, there would be silence. Blissful, treasured silence. The long shadows, cast by the winter sun would produce a pleasing monochromatic design on the soft blanket of snow that would add to the artistry and the hush.

We would have our own private, wonderful chef prepare gourmet meals and again there would be laughter and the sharing of stories. Nourishment for the body and the soul. Then off we'd go, with not a worry about doing dishes or cleaning up ... back through the woods; back to our projects, back to more laughter, back - back to pleasure of creating.

Our time would be solely devoted to Creation ... the creation of art, the creation of friendships, the creation of memories to warm our hearts through the rest of the long winter days. There would be no talk of doom & gloom, no politics, no television, no issues ... just happy, glorious, wonderful creation.

Yes, I would surround myself with awesome & inspiring women ... fun, energizing, supportive, encouraging women whose generous spirits and positive energy would be a beacon of sunshine that would travel from one to another to another and back again. A common thread stitching us together in a Sisterhood of Creativity.

That is indeed what I would I do to feed my spirit on a winter weekend in the dead of January.

I would. I did.