Will the winter end?

It feels like we are in hibernation mode. The house is still out of sorts through each day it does improve. I haven't worked out enough; I am feeling it for sure. I hope to get to the gym tonight. This last week has been about nursing old wounds reopened and that needed some additional mending. How many times in one year, 10 years, 20 years do I need to do this? A true curiosity in the art of healing. I am down for it - I want to improve in my abilities to receive and give - everything can get so nuclear when things get ignored or unacknowledged. What I know to be true to myself - that I want union daily in revelation of "oh, we are already united" - tis my goal - I want it well specked and well balanced. I want to understand that it is beyond the rush of a chemical reaction though it shows its' self there too. I want it to exist in the doldrums of a long winter - when I long for connection let me just remember - I am connected. It is now February of 2026. I have plenty of winter to still move through, there is a lot to still face, endure the choice of no action for longterm peace, to put this house in some sort of order, and to get my body back into shape. I need some routines - in place to help me feel anchored into the foundation of what keeps us here- beyond the clutter of construction - and the misplaced items that eat up some finite morning space. I want to make it through this winter wiser and stronger - it has already offered me so many oportunities to temper my emotions and hone in on my inner most desires. It has allowed my body to long for movemet, and to take pause when I would have (at one time) filled space with words of reaction. Waistful. What I have is a base line of peace behind this winter stall and chaos.