Winter’s Kind and Fierce Light

I’ve always heard that, traditionally, winter is a time of darkness that is perfect for hibernating in our caves, real or envisioned, until spring comes and life can begin again.  Until the Solstice on December 21, this seems to be true enough.  We awake in darkness and it comes back far too early in the day.  But, beginning at about this time of year, early or mid-January, for me, winter becomes a time of searing bright light.

Part of the reason is that I live in an old house surrounded by many tall trees that offer shade in the midst of the burning New England summer. Only when the leaves drop away does light flow through my house, illuminating its colors and corners.  Outside, the light reflecting off the snow that covers my yard from December till March is blinding and I sometimes have to look away.

Every year, I plan to spend the cold season “recollecting,” as they say in the South, reviewing the past year and future options, planning, sitting quietly contemplating.  But for some reason, real life always seems to hit hardest in the winter. Both my parents died in the winter. Our family lost a job this past month. Last year a serious car accident shook my bones and sense of safety.  
At these times, I am very grateful for the extra light.  It reminds me that, though my soul may feel like retreating into twilight, the Earth is always full of brightness. Even more, this light can seem like the illumination of truth that is so often a part of challenging times.  It shines on the reality of great loss but also the knowledge that the sadness can be survived.  Suddenly, we see that the secret fear lurking within is greater than the real life risk.  It becomes clear that the creeping lack of faith in the basic goodness of the universe is never the whole story.

The light seems harsh, but it is really kind and gentle because it shows clearly what must be said and done. So often, when we are able to see our situation clearly, it becomes so much easier to cope with. The nagging sense that something is wrong that could blow up into a catastrophe is replaced by the certainty that, while we may not know exactly what the future will bring, at least we can comprehend what the present is and do the best we can with what we have. This brilliance is really what is needed so that we can then retreat into our winter sanctuaries to truly prepare for the coming year.

I have been thinking about what makes this winter different from others, not only for me, but for our country and our planet. One lie after another is toppling, whether it is an outdated belief that a person of color or a woman could not be elected President or taken seriously as a candidate or that our global financial system is sustainable when driven by unregulated greed. The void can now be filled by the light of truth.  The air seems clear and as if the next few months will be a time of promise.

Sixteen years ago, my winter was ended with the biggest personal transition of all when I gave birth. I went into labor during a blizzard and, when I came out of the hospital three days later, the sun had begun to awaken the Earth and spring had come. Every year, the sunlight melts the snow and it goes into the Earth to nourish the new life coming.  Truth is the same  – after it is seen and experienced, it goes into our souls and makes us grow.  The harsh light becomes the soft yellow glow of summer.  The radiance transforms into love and understanding and wisdom and knowledge.

I love the winter sun.

By Carolyn Lee Boyd

Carolyn Lee Boyd's essays, short stories, memoirs, reviews, and poetry have been published in a variety of print and online magazines and blog sites and various anthologies. She explores spirituality in everyday life and how we can all better live in local and global community.


  1. What a moving post. I felt it to my core…and it seemed especially timely as I just finished reading an email from my pregnant daughter. She’s just now beginning to worry/panic about childcare and how she will afford it as a single parent. Most of the places she’s contacted want more than she makes in a month! LOL

    It’s one of those issues that we really need LIGHT on. I think I had my little 50 Watt on it, but now she’s getting a full 100 Watts. And while that light is showing her some reality that she…for whatever reason…hadn’t faced before – we’re becoming more armed to deal with What Is.

    I was trying to picture your home in my mind and I was thinking “Wow…if my house were effected by trees and sunlight like that, I’d have to do my Spring Cleaning in January! LOLOL”

    Oh my. Child care. I remember that dilemma. I found myself making decisions that I hadn’t thought I would, like changing jobs to be closer to home and then going part-time, even though I couldn’t really afford it. But what a wonderful adventure the two of you are embarking upon!

    I do tend to do spring cleaning in January because then I can see the cobwebs!

    Thank you for your lovely comment!

  2. Hi! How are you?

    After being in California for almost 20 years, the two years recently spend in Connecticut were hard. I was completely unprepared for the winter and found myself suffering from the blues …. the winter sun, to me, is an aquired taste!

    I hope you stop by to see my most recent post.


    I did read it and it is an incredible post. Thanks for writing it and also for coming to my blog. It’s good to hear from you!

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