Promptvent - Day 8
25 days of winter prompts to thaw your writers (ice)block - and this year it's all about being Cozy.
Hello and welcome to day 8 of Promptvent!
If you’d like some wintry musical inspiration whilst you write, why not try listening to See You Tomorrow by Lady Kin, in ‘Happy Winter Mix’ on Spotify.
Listen to me read the guided invitation via audio below or if you prefer to read the transcript, that is also available for you underneath the audio.
Welcome back to our Promptvent village advent calendar where you find yourself standing once again before the cozy Christmas window.
Bundled up in your warm woolen mittens and thick scarf, you are eager to to know what wintry word of the day awaits you. What world will you step into and discover today? You lean closer, and can feel the eagerness in your fingers as you pull off your mittens and reach for the iron latch on the window, lifting it with care.
To your amazement, you see a welcome familiar face beaming back at you with arms wide open, holding a bottle of something Christmassy and delicious. Seeing this particular person brings joy up from your very toes and fizzing in your stomach. Not only is this person an absolute treasure to be around, they give the best hugs out of anyone you know.
You remember when you’ve cried for hours on their shoulder, snorted with laughter until your drink came out of your nose, walking or sitting in comfortable silence next to them and all of the memories that you might not quite believe had happened were they not there as your witness. You haven’t seen them in a while and you are eager to catch up and give them a big squeeze.
The red wreathed door to your left slowly opens. You have just enough time stamp off the snow from your boots and hang your winter coat up on a golden brass hook before you are both squealing about how lovely it is to see the other. The living room looks much like the apartment you both used to hang out in and put the world to rites. There is a roaring fire with a large sofa facing it. Your companion pulls you over to the sofa excitedly, pops the cork off the bottle and fills two glasses with your favorite tipple. ‘Tell me all, it’s been so long!’, they say as they chink your glass and fall back into the sofa, face glowing expectantly. You snuggle beside them, link their arm and throw the blanket over you both. ‘Well…’ you say…and before you know it, hours have passed in just a few seconds.
You put on your favorite Christmas movie and giggle and sob at the same parts, and before you reach the end, your dear friend is snuggled up beside you snoring softly. You feel such love in that moment. For the peace, joy and friendship this season can bring. Oh how you wish you could take a snapshot of this moment, and of them and their unique essence, and keep it forever.
Then, you notice a notebook and pen on the table in front of you, next to a lit candle. (If you’d like to light a candle before you write, now will be a good time to do so). You reach over gently so as not to wake them, pick up the notebook and pen, and then you snuggle back next to them.
On opening the notebook, you see one word in large cursive script written at the top of the page.
It reads: SNUGGLE
You lean your head gently on theirs, and then you pick up the pen and write.
Thinking of the animals
Promptvent Day 8
Snuggle down softly, sweet creatures,
slumber peacefully in the arms of Mother Earth
And when you awake may the sun be shining to
welcome to spring
Prompt vent 8
Snuggle
No old friend comes to mind . Feeling a void of treasured friendship at the moment . Something that I felt would have occurred earlier , circa 2021 . I did some very deep inner work yet friendships remained perfectly intact . Just as well, since not working my life has changed in phases of what makes me truly happy . The exercise regimen I lovingly called “gym bunny life “ ended with my diagnosis of misaligned spine . I didn’t consciously end it but friendships made there faded out . I had to concentrate on learning to walk properly , going to appointments and feeling a range of emotions . What gave me joy changed , I wasn’t happy to settle into acceptance and did not want to give up my mission to get fully fit again . Amidst people who were older I felt my fire going out . Without thinking of consequence I took myself away and started to write more . Joining in with a group facilitating and filled with opportunities to join in with abundant opportunities and more groups.
Most of my valued company is found on online . Old chums exist but they are absorbed in being grandmothers . Another friend is so deeply discontented I don’t want to be with her . She lowers my vibrations . I need a break from tedious boredom and am enjoying my own company . Choosing myself and doing what I like is empowering . I really am sick of time wasted and going along with people who unconsciously force me to compromise .
There is no one I pine to meet up with . My sisters maybe , one is not a snuggler , the other one shows no need . We have so much shared history but there is division and the precious time spent together clings on by a delicate thread .
My dear snuggly companion is a little dog who adores me . She is absolutely beautiful and is the spoilt pouch of my neighbour who I have lived beside for 23 years . We are close and although we had disputes in earlier years there is lots of love between us . There is plenty I don’t approve of . Her insistence on smoking when it is killing her , the concept of irresponsibility vexes me . Her little dog misses their close companionship so I take the reins of aunty most cuddly and caring . The sweet furry bundles loves outings and I take her to the park to meet other owners and dogs . Affixing her peachy pouch lead is a challenge in the midst physical overexcitement . There is no telling her to calm down as she suffers from selective hearing . Off we go towards the park . Arriving home for more playtime in the garden . I sometimes manage to make a coffee and sit outside . My presence is reassuring . Indoors she does zoomies like a crazy whirl of energy . Doing jobs I plant my feet precisely and pay attention , Fear of threading on tiny feet rules me . She at least sits outside the kitchen while I cook . We race up the stairs together and I am never left alone unless I leave the house . There is little point in distressing her so I only leave her when I go swimming . She has a thick folded blanket, lays down with food , water and toys . Music plays in the background . When I return she is overjoyed and I set her free in the garden or we go out again for another walk . Later I am generally exhausted and welcome a sit down . It won’t be alone , so I embrace the inevitable. Better to prepare a cushion for my lap and invite her to sit with me . Dodging my face as she desires to kiss me . I manage to divert her .Snuggling up a formerly bouncing dog lies still and fades off to sleep . I am there , her security blanket . The adoring bundle can forget about missing her owner m. I know I am giving the best service I can give my neighbour while away , with a bosom buddy or in hospital as she is now .