Spring has FINALLY sprung in the Ozarks!! This has been an unusually long, cold winter. A winter of icy roads and sky-high utility bills. But the grass is greening, my tiny yellow narcissus dots the lawn, and the birds send trills of ecstasy from among the swelling buds on the branches....perfect conditions for a raging case of Spring Fever.
As I have confessed several times, I am not a particularly talented gardener. I eagerly plunge in during the gentle Spring with her new green, fresh sunshine, and cool temperatures. I buy all kinds of seeds, start plants, buy plants, and avidly plan where everything is going to go. But inevitably, my enthusiasm wanes as the heat, weeds, and bugs of Summer take over and my little slice of heaven becomes withered and overtaken by weeds.
This year is proving no different. Here I go... buying seeds, plants, and potting soil. I just can't seem to resist those beautiful paper packets with the promise of bounty so perfectly pictured on the front, or the tender green plants begging to be gently tucked into the soil.
So I will ignore my shortcomings and joyfully revel in the cycle of this glorious Spring.
Sunday, March 23, 2014
- "I must not fear.
- Fear is the mind-killer.
- Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
- I will face my fear.
- I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
- And when it has gone past me I will turn to see fears path.
- Where the fear has gone there will be nothing......Only I will remain."
Wisdom can come to you from anywhere, it is simply your job to see it. As a hopeless nerd growing up, I read extensively and science fiction was by far my favorite genre. The "Dune" series by Frank Herbert was an amazing combination of fantasy and philosophy and the above quote stayed with me and has shaped my life. Just like everyone else, I have fears. Yet I have also found that the fear itself is often much, much bigger than the thing I'm afraid of and if I truly face it, there is actually nothing there to be afraid of.
There is so much fear around us. It seems the media is always whipping up some new frenzy about something. Global Warming, E. Coli, H1N1, Peak Oil, Toxic Plastics from China, Food Recalls, and the list goes on and on. A person might feel as though they should just stay indoors where it's safe..... wait, don't forget about the toxic out-gassing from most household construction materials... or deadly radon!
It is so tempting to give in. There is so much to absorb and I am just one person!! I can't even make a dent in any of these problems. I am powerless! Well...yes. But only because I have given my power away through fear. By really looking at these problems, seeing the true risks, and doing what I can - no matter how small it seems, I take back my power.
What if we all did the same?
Sunday, March 16, 2014
I have always loved the rhythmic procession of the seasons. Each one has its own challenges and rewards. I have always found the dark winter, with it's slow hidden growth, the hardest to bear. Yet this season often offers the most powerful gifts. This year the seasonal progression has been especially poignant. My old life died last autumn, not gently with leaves coloring and then wafting to the ground one by one, but in span of a single night with an early black frost that left everything withered and dying in the light of the next morning.
I was as naked to the cold winds of fate as the branches of the mighty oak that shelters WeeHavyn, Yet slowly and silently, the roots of my life continued to grow amid the roar of emotional storms and the frigid loneliness of the nights. Now as the days begin to lengthen, I feel a quickening within me. New energy and ideas burst forth from deep within, ready to blossom and bear fruit in the warm sun. I am filled with gratitude for all the wonderful gifts this new life offers.
I would never have chosen this long cold winter, yet I am grateful for the growth it has given me.