I opened this three-part winter series with one idea: serenity is the balance we find inside the chaos.

Begin in the heart, the anahata, Sanskrit for "the unstruck sound," and notice what inner peace feels like today. Grow a golden ball at the base of your spine into a cord that draws warmth up from the Earth. Find a wintry place where snowflakes fall and the world glows white. Listen for the crunch of snow, walk to a lone pine, and lay your palm on its bark. Follow a beckoning sound to a grove, a field or a cave, and stoke the flame of peace, curiosity or contentment until it becomes a gentle fire in your chest. Catch one last snowflake, then carry color into each chakra.

The bowls kept grounding into E and made a soft, whispering texture I could only imagine as the sound of snow. We need heaviness to remind us of the lightness.