Musing….
In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.
In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.
--Albert Camus
Winter
is the season of rest – for the earth, for hibernating animals, for humans as
well. Nature teaches us to slow
down, be quiet, and invites us to enter a stillness as of softly falling snow
and a silent star-studded sky. Allowing yourself to go to that deeply
profound area of calm within you fosters a remembrance of who you are at your
deepest core. Pulling inward, like
curling up in front of a fireplace, gives you a reprieve from the fragmenting of
busy lives in order to re-member your deepest, truest self.
Kate’s Turn:
Summer and autumn are high-energy seasons; much is produced and harvested. In the creative cycle, this is an exciting time, full of activity and production. And it can also leave us exhausted and depleted at times. Having moved almost 4 months ago, I am gladly enjoying the winter’s rest. I’ve dedicated twilight as a meditation time to enter this stillness, to gradually release outward activity for inward nurturance of who I am…..values, passions, longings that direct my living. I re-member that my expression of creativity in watercolors feeds my spirit, and so I must factor that in now that I am more settled. In this winter’s depth of silence, I can connect to that innate creative wellspring within me.
Summer and autumn are high-energy seasons; much is produced and harvested. In the creative cycle, this is an exciting time, full of activity and production. And it can also leave us exhausted and depleted at times. Having moved almost 4 months ago, I am gladly enjoying the winter’s rest. I’ve dedicated twilight as a meditation time to enter this stillness, to gradually release outward activity for inward nurturance of who I am…..values, passions, longings that direct my living. I re-member that my expression of creativity in watercolors feeds my spirit, and so I must factor that in now that I am more settled. In this winter’s depth of silence, I can connect to that innate creative wellspring within me.
Get Fired Up:
Give yourself presents (presence) this season in re-membering your lovely self…Blessings!
Give yourself presents (presence) this season in re-membering your lovely self…Blessings!
The bud
stands for all things,
even for those things that don’t flower,
for everything flowers, from within, of self-blessing;
though sometimes it is necessary
to reteach a thing its loveliness,
to put a hand on its brow
of the flower
and retell it in words and in touch
it is lovely
until it flowers again from within, of self-blessing. . .
— Galway Kinnell from the poem Saint Francis and the Sow in Three Books
