Little by little, the light gets brighter each day now. Today is actually sunny, and I can see the direct effect on my mood that the sunlight has. During the gray days this week I did what I could to stoke my inner flame: snuggled and watched movies, went to midnight mass on Christmas Eve and sang carols, bonded with the only dog that actually has the chance on softening my hardcore cat-person stance and let her lick my face all over, found my voice and asked for what I needed and was gentle and forgiving of myself.
The Grateful Dead's Box of Rain has always been one of my favorites when I'm feeling down. Have a listen, and remember that we're all in this together. Peace.