Or a cat's paw gently but insistently patting your face.
Isn't that the best. Animals give us unconditional love don't they, no judgment, no ego, just simple and bare.
I know many of us struggle with darker months. Nature tells us to slow down, coorie in, sleep and rest more.
But society and commerce urge the opposite- all the expectations of christmas, more shopping, more food, more socialising, more activity, more pressure.
I don't dismiss depression and SAD, but I also think the contrary nature of energies are hard to sit with.
Our ancestors would have spent more time in the shadows, sleeping more, huddling around fires, singing and telling stories.
It helps to remind myself that we are no different to the humans that existed in Neolithic times, that winter is a time to slow down, to lower expectations.
A cosy winter evening may be calm and simple, candles to tell our minds stories of ease and safety, reading, writing, warm drinks, snuggling under blankets pouring balm onto our roots.
It is OK not to do more. It is OK to take it easy.
Go gently sisters.