I always view January as the Heart of Winter.
It is often (where I live) the coldest month.
I always find January to be extraordinarily long.
But it's not just that it's the midst of winter, or the longest month.
It's also a time I view as sacred to the growth and energy spring brings.
It's a time to go back to the ground, back to earth. A time to stay quiet, reflect on the past seasons and prepare for the rebirth that spring brings every year. January is the time to reflect, plan, and store energy.
Soon, sooner than we think, the snows melt. The days lengthen. The winds change. Green sprouts through muddy ground. Birds sing through sunrises. Children run wild with the first scent in the air.
Now is the time to withdraw just a little within, to slow down and savor the time of solitude, using it for yourself, for your spring.
We're in the heart of winter.