Brilliant crystals of frost cover the windows this cold morning,
Backlit by the low rising sunlight.
Such a display demands attention,
Saying,
Here,
Look at this!
The window,
In keeping the cold out,
Transforms its function into a work of art.
In total silence,
The window marks the boundary between the cold outside and the warmth inside.
The stillness is neither cold nor warm,
Just stillness.
Let the quiet be a window into yourself.
Feel your body and come inside to experience your physical self sitting here,
Breathing,
And living.
Your vision passes through your skin and travels around your body,
Waking and energizing every part.
Underneath another kind of skin lie your emotions.
You can melt this boundary enough to allow the passage of feelings,
Whatever they may be.
The light and warmth pass through to bring life to your emotions.
Needing the protection of our skins,
Our essence lives inside,
Inhabiting our core.
Find a way to reach across,
Reach down,
And touch that quality of essence with care and respect,
But also with appreciation and energy.
May you both respect and transcend boundaries this day.
Your gift today is windows.