Every year, as autumn begins to deepen the colors of the land, I begin to journey inward. For some reason, winter is my nesting season. Traditionally I nest in my home by veering from hammering and sawing on metal and slinging paint in my studio toward curling on the sofa and watching movies, or weaving on my loom in the living room. Yet I also nest inward. I become more introspective and journal more often. I start seeking out retreats and find myself sitting in front of t