Honestly, I adore cold weather; it’s my absolute favorite season, hands down. There’s something incredibly comforting and healing about winter that touches me not only physically, but emotionally and psychologically as well. The instant the temperatures start to drop and that cool chill moves into the air, I experience this odd feeling of inner peace… like the world has finally slowed down enough to catch its breath.
Winter, to me, is the season of comfort and coziness. I get to dress in all my baggy stuff, oversized sweaters, long scarves, large hoodies, and feel utterly comfortable. I’ve always been a bit self-conscious of my chubby physique, and winter wear feels like an embracing hug that covers up my insecurities without worrying about people judging me. There is a feeling of serene acceptance about winter style, it doesn’t require perfection, it simply requires you to feel warm and comfortable.
One of my most magical experiences is an early morning walk during winter. The air is fresh and clean, and there is a stillness that feels almost sacred. That feeling when the mist wraps everything and you can hear the sound of your own feet, it’s beyond words. You feel like the world stands still for you to catch your breath, think, and just be. I feel most clear-headed and calm while walking like this, it’s almost like a walking meditation.
And let’s not forget about flowers! While most people associate blooming with spring, in India, winter bursts forth in its own flower wonder. Bougainvillea blooms everywhere in gorgeous purples and pinks, and I just can’t help but be reminded of cherry blossoms in Korea whenever I see them blow in the wind. It’s as if nature is reminding us softly that beauty still exists, even in the cold.
Another thing that makes winter extra special for me is the lack of sweat. I normally sweat a lot, and summers can be really embarrassing for me, with sweaty clothes, oily skin, and that perpetual sticky sensation. But during winter, I am able to step out without any of that. Everyone feels refreshed, skin looks better, and there is this radiant glow that results from cold weather and cozy routines. Psychologically, it greatly boosts my confidence and self-esteem.
And a funny (but totally true) reason I adore winter? Fewer bugs! A lot of creepy-crawlies, particularly lizards, hibernate. And because I have a pretty intense lizard phobia, winters are a blessing. I don’t have to keep looking over my shoulder to check walls or ceilings before entering a room, and that freedom, however small, makes me feel so much more secure and at peace.
At a deeper emotional level, winter is a permission slip to go slow. It resonates with my introverted personality, fewer social obligations, more quiet time, soft music, reading by the window, journaling, and simply being with myself without guilt. There is a psychological comfort in shorter days and longer nights, as if the world agrees in unison to sleep more, dream more deeply, and accept solitude.
Winter isn’t a season; it’s a state of mind. A reminder that it’s okay to retreat, to tuck in both literally and metaphorically. That healing, introspection, and stillness are not signs of laziness, but are necessary for growth. It’s a lovely, snuggly, soul-enriching season… and each year, I wait for it like an old dear friend.
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