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Paying Attention In January

Cold down to the bone. I hear the winter in the wind. I walk on ice and breathe in snowflakes.

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Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 2/25/2018 5:48:00 PM

Hello Ann Lauren, I hear the winter wind I fall down on the ice. Welcome to poetry soup. Have a nice evening my friend.

Heidi Sands

Date: 2/25/2018 2:55:00 PM

Nice descriptions. I feel like I am right there, in it :)

Lauren Anne
Date: 2/25/2018 4:41:00 PM

thank you so much!

Reason A. Poteet

Date: 2/25/2018 1:28:00 PM

That was my experience this January too. We'd just moved to a new area and the winds are chilling. Always a wind blowing across the plains of Ashley Springs. Not for long, they are in a building frenzy and soon every empty lot will be built upon. Do you mean "and breathe in snowflakes"?

Lauren Anne
Date: 2/25/2018 1:56:00 PM

oh my goodness, yes! thank you for catching that typo! This was inspired by a walk in a cold parking lot. My job requires some travel, and I walked in a lot of cold, Canadian parking lots this winter. I'd been reading about mindfulness, and was wondering if it would still be a relaxing experience in the cold!