Gaylord...again!

Dear Diary,

I just had to feature Gaylord yet again because he looked so sweet this morning.  That and the way his fur stuck out in a most peculiar way!  It has turned much colder and we are getting a dusting of snow.  Fortunately for us, the brunt of the storm is to the south.  His little white belly and intent stare was too much for me to resist.

It has been raining for the last two days and everything is damp and now frosted with snow but at least I don't have to shovel.  I'm glad things will clear by this afternoon since I have a group of women coming to do SoulCollage.  They have never participated in the process before so it will be fun to introduce them to it. 

There’s no inner landscape in the invisible world of our souls and hearts but is full of the most melodious and nourishing and wild freedom. And everyone should go there, to the wild place, where there are no cages, where there are no tight rooms without windows and without doors. Everyone should go to the free clearance places in their own hearts.
--- John O’Donohue