Winter
Good Morning Everyone,
Greeting from Ohio! As I blog this morning it is about 7 degrees outside. Everything is covered in a white blanket. The trees are bare and the skies are gray. The time of winter when everything is asleep and new plans are "in the crock pot".
It's not soup yet, as the ingredients are still being selected and have yet to be added to the pot.
Many looked upon my move to Ohio with incredulity. Why would anyone move from San Diego to Medina, Ohio? This said with mockery and disdain for Ohio, including folks who live here! I'm wondering why anyone would think so little of this wonderful place.
As I drove in through Indianapolis to Columbus and north on Hwy 71, it looked much as it did all those years ago. Stretches of farmland for as far as the eye can see. Patches of hardwood forests where cherry, walnut, and oak are weeds here. The land in slumber, quiet and rest.
It is human mind that thinks we need labor 24/7. If we look to Nature, we see a seasonality. A time for everything. On the morning after I arrived, there were 8 inches of new snow on the ground. I had no impetus to "go" somewhere and "do" something. Yet, when I walked out to the main road, there was life as usual. The salt trucks and snow ploughs had been busy since the wee hours keeping the roads cleared for human mind to "go" and "do".
I found a place to sit and watch, contemplating the whole thing. When I was a child growing up here, this is when we had a snow day. Schools were closed and we got to stay home and play outside, dressed like mummies. Lack, I decided, is what makes people go and do on a day like this. They feel they "have" to and have no choice. Have to dig the car out; have to warm the car up; have to brave the interstate and get to work. Have to, must, should and ought.
Where has the ease gone? Where has the enjoyment of winter gone? Now it's a nuisance, not a miracle. No wonder we are slow to understand the effects of global warming, green house gases and melting polar caps. We have long forgotten and fail to understand how integral and important this time is to - US.
We get through everything. We don't enjoy the journey. Whatever gets in the way is to be dispensed with or ignored. Blindly we rush on, scurry, hurry in a flurry of human mind fueled by lack and fear.
Winter is the time for reflections, contemplations, review and new inspirations. We take this time to consider what has past and what we would like to create come the spring. This is the time the seed catalogs show up in your mail box, and you plan your garden. You snooze in the chair, shovel the walk and while you're out there at midnight, you walk in the deep silence and feel the Beauty of Life, the fecundity, the promise and the peace. Your Godchip speaks to you with new ideas and inspirations. "Let this go; follow more of this; ah, Ha!"
From this time, whether well spent or ill, is what will come next. How much time are you spending in review, in appreciation, in quiet contemplation? Is it not the very definition of insanity to keep doing the same things and expect different results? Without a pause, contemplation, reflection, revelation and new choices - however will anything come to pass that will be better.
It's winter, dear reader. It is time to be still, consider, and allow new inspiration to imbue your human mind for the new.
When you have allowed this, then you can turn your focus to your new creations, applying your Spirit to the New - come the spring.
Be still.
Thanks for reading!
Kath
Greeting from Ohio! As I blog this morning it is about 7 degrees outside. Everything is covered in a white blanket. The trees are bare and the skies are gray. The time of winter when everything is asleep and new plans are "in the crock pot".
It's not soup yet, as the ingredients are still being selected and have yet to be added to the pot.
Many looked upon my move to Ohio with incredulity. Why would anyone move from San Diego to Medina, Ohio? This said with mockery and disdain for Ohio, including folks who live here! I'm wondering why anyone would think so little of this wonderful place.
As I drove in through Indianapolis to Columbus and north on Hwy 71, it looked much as it did all those years ago. Stretches of farmland for as far as the eye can see. Patches of hardwood forests where cherry, walnut, and oak are weeds here. The land in slumber, quiet and rest.
It is human mind that thinks we need labor 24/7. If we look to Nature, we see a seasonality. A time for everything. On the morning after I arrived, there were 8 inches of new snow on the ground. I had no impetus to "go" somewhere and "do" something. Yet, when I walked out to the main road, there was life as usual. The salt trucks and snow ploughs had been busy since the wee hours keeping the roads cleared for human mind to "go" and "do".
I found a place to sit and watch, contemplating the whole thing. When I was a child growing up here, this is when we had a snow day. Schools were closed and we got to stay home and play outside, dressed like mummies. Lack, I decided, is what makes people go and do on a day like this. They feel they "have" to and have no choice. Have to dig the car out; have to warm the car up; have to brave the interstate and get to work. Have to, must, should and ought.
Where has the ease gone? Where has the enjoyment of winter gone? Now it's a nuisance, not a miracle. No wonder we are slow to understand the effects of global warming, green house gases and melting polar caps. We have long forgotten and fail to understand how integral and important this time is to - US.
We get through everything. We don't enjoy the journey. Whatever gets in the way is to be dispensed with or ignored. Blindly we rush on, scurry, hurry in a flurry of human mind fueled by lack and fear.
Winter is the time for reflections, contemplations, review and new inspirations. We take this time to consider what has past and what we would like to create come the spring. This is the time the seed catalogs show up in your mail box, and you plan your garden. You snooze in the chair, shovel the walk and while you're out there at midnight, you walk in the deep silence and feel the Beauty of Life, the fecundity, the promise and the peace. Your Godchip speaks to you with new ideas and inspirations. "Let this go; follow more of this; ah, Ha!"
From this time, whether well spent or ill, is what will come next. How much time are you spending in review, in appreciation, in quiet contemplation? Is it not the very definition of insanity to keep doing the same things and expect different results? Without a pause, contemplation, reflection, revelation and new choices - however will anything come to pass that will be better.
It's winter, dear reader. It is time to be still, consider, and allow new inspiration to imbue your human mind for the new.
When you have allowed this, then you can turn your focus to your new creations, applying your Spirit to the New - come the spring.
Be still.
Thanks for reading!
Kath
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