Last year I began naming my seasons. The practice began when I declared it to be "Wife Guy Summer," a joking but real intention to manifest my life partner. It was a great comedy bit for the summer, but when I started dating someone seriously in September I thought that maybe I should name all my seasons...

Season-naming-as-manifesting is one way of doing it, but naming-the-season-when-you-find-out-what-it's-about is another….

Winter is upon us now, and I don't have a name for this season yet. But December and winter for me is always dream season, so perhaps I will call it that. Winter is for reflecting and clarifying, and dreams are for knowing and for inventing—for we know in part, and we prophesy in part. I have recommended to you the benefits of dreaming, and of naming your seasons. I hope that you join me in the great experiment.