Even though it is the coldest of our seasons or perhaps because of that, winter can also be a season of stark and simple beauty. But winter can also be the “Winter of our Discontent” affecting our Love lives, Family lives, Spiritual lives, Career lives, and much else. We quote from Shakespeare, Sonnet number 97. “How like a winter hath my absence been, From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year! What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen! What old December's bareness everywhere!” It might well help others if any of our readers were brave and generous enough to offer us their personal reflections on that kind of winter in their lives. Please contact us.