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Mar 3

Spring Unfolding Slow and Sure

“March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.” – Charles Dickens

“Within the grip of winter, it is almost impossible to imagine the spring. The gray perished landscape is shorn of color. Only bleakness meets the eye; everything seems severe and edged. Winter is the oldest season; it has some quality of the absolute. Yet beneath the surface of winter, the miracle of spring is already in preparation; the cold is relenting; seeds are wakening up. Colors are beginning to imagine how they will return. Then, imperceptibly, somewhere one bug opens and the symphony of renewal is no longer reversible. From the black heart of winter a miraculous, breathing plenitude of color emerges.

The beauty of nature insists on taking its time. Everything is prepared. Nothing is rushed. The rhythm of emergence is a gradual slow beat always inching its way forward; change remains faithful to itself until the new unfolds in the full confidence of true arrival. Because nothing is abrupt, the beginning of spring nearly always catches us unawares. It is there before we see it; and then we can look nowhere without seeing it.”― John O’Donohue, To Bless the Space Between Us: A Book of Blessings

Slow softening of ground
Seeds opening beneath
Snow turning to steady streams
Warm sun, crisp cool air lingers
Mud, earth opening up for business
Of bloom, renewal, awakening
Join the slow waltz into spring.
Attune. Open. Awake.

“Keep everything open and live from openness to openness.”― Francis Lucille, The Perfume of Silence

Mar 2

Fresh Heart, Filled with Hope

“As the seasons shift, remember that just as winter surrenders to spring, so too can your heart transform in time.”― An Marke

“We live in cycles. Cycles, how simple is that? It’s just like the tug and pull of the tides, the inhale and exhale of the wind, the ease of the trees letting loose their leaves, knowing full well they’ll regrow next spring.”― Kassandra Dick

Summer brisk then light shortens
Fall colors blaze in harvest abundance
Giving way to wintering, rest if we allow
The place where spring prepares, plans, plots
To burst and break out in brilliant color, fragrance, confetti
Seasons, cycles, rhythms
The poetry of ordinary days, thresholds to cross, and transformation unfolding.
Join the dance of bloom and fresh hope.

“As the seasons change, so do the rhythms of our lives; may we learn to flow with grace through every cycle.”― An Marke

Mar 1

Better Things Ahead

“Wherever you are, be all there.” – Jim Elliot

“Some day you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again.”― C.S. Lewis

No map.
No list.
No destination.
But to be fully present.
Rapt attention.
Wander and wonder.
Imagination and anticipation.
The journey unfolding as you step into it.
To be here and awake.
Walk it out.
All of it.

“There are far, far better things ahead than any we leave behind.”― C.S. Lewis

Feb 28

Little Pocket of Quiet

“Suppose you meet me in the woods.”― Eudora Welty

“May rest open itself to you,
a little pocket of quiet,
because your strength is running on empty.
May you be sheltered from every fear,
whether it’s creeping up behind you
or what your imagination keeps inventing.
May your hummingbird heart slow—
just enough to catch its breath.
May any storm be turned aside,
leaving this quiet place untouched—
In a quiet so impossibly soft,
may you feel held—
not by perfection,
not by productivity,
but simply that you are enough,
just as you are.” – Kate Bowler

Pocket of quiet
Corner of beauty
Deep time, wandering, without a checklist
Recess for play and wonder, peace
In your being, not your doing, treasure
More than enough, overflowing and abundant
Just as you are
Becoming, unfolding, flourishing
Seeds root and bloom in the pause.

“What’s your best discovery?” asked the mole.

“That I’m enough as I am,” said the boy.”
― Charlie Mackesy, The Boy, the Mole, the Fox and the Horse

Feb 27

Borrowed Light, Shared Color

“You are the sky. Everything else – it’s just the weather.”― Pema Chödrön

“If you can’t find hope
Borrow mine tonight
I’ve been lost too, just trying to get it right
The sun still rises even when you’re tired of the fight
If you can’t see the road, walk by borrowed light
We’re all just healing in real time
If you can’t find hope, borrow mine…

We’re just passing it down the line
‘Til the dark runs out of time” – Able Heart, lyrics – song

Hope, joy, kindness, enthusiasm
Resistance to succumb to chaos, noise, comparison, counting
Daily work, discipline, commitment
Often found in rest, reflection, deep breath, long gaze, communion
To stay soft, to care, to listen
Gratitude, grace, delight
The dark always runs out of time.
How we spend our time in the waiting defines our life.
Given or borrowed
Cast Light! Some brilliant color too.

Sonnet 29: When, in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes
By William Shakespeare

“When, in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes,
I all alone beweep my outcast state,
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,
And look upon myself and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featured like him, like him with friends possessed,
Desiring this man’s art and that man’s scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least;
Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
(Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth) sings hymns at heaven’s gate;
For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings.”

Feb 26

Stop. Look Up.

“There is another alphabet, whispering from every leaf, singing from every river, shimmering from every sky.”― Dejan Stojanovic

“The sky is everywhere, it begins at your feet.”― Jandy Nelson, The Sky Is Everywhere

Signs, signals, wonders
All around
Awaiting our arrival, attention, tending
Whisper, invitation, welcoming
On this very ground, sky at your feet
To see the same in a different way
Pull over, stop, look up
Brilliant blue sky, big world, beauty abound
In the middle of the noise, chaos, distractions
Abundance in the noticing, awe, reverence
Fresh eyes, curious heart, open arms.

“There is one spectacle grander than the sea, that is the sky; there is one spectacle grander than the sky, that is the interior of the soul.”― Victor Hugo, Les Misérables

Feb 25

Hello Sunshine

“Hello, sun in my face. Hello you who made the morning and spread it over the fields…Watch, now, how I start the day in happiness, in kindness.”― Mary Oliver

“If you suddenly and unexpectedly feel joy, don’t hesitate. Give in to it.” – Mary Oliver

Loosen your grip.
Put it down.
Lighten up.
Make way.
Give into joy.
Smile spilling into laughter.
Song to dance.
Gratitude, grace, goodness.
May you bask here awhile.
Be made new.

“I want to think again of dangerous and noble things.
I want to be light and frolicsome.
I want to be improbable beautiful and afraid of nothing,
as though I had wings.”
― Mary Oliver, Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays

Feb 24

Arriving and Unfolding

“Thriving is not an end state—it is a continuous” journey.”― Sahil Bloom, The 5 Types of Wealth

“The arrival fallacy is the false assumption that reaching some achievement or goal will create durable feelings of satisfaction and contentment in our lives.”― Sahil Bloom, The 5 Types of Wealth

Perpetual spring.
In all seasons.
Desert and oasis.
Changing, growing, unfolding.
May I never be done.
Present and grateful.
Finding and sitting with joy woven into the daily journey.
Hidden in the ordinary.
Knit into detours, delays, waiting.
Hope. Light. Bloom.
Revised. Renewed. Refreshed.

“Accept that you are a work in progress, both a revision and a draft: you are better and more complete than earlier versions of yourself, but you also have work to do. Be open to change. Allow yourself to be revised.”― Maggie Smith, Keep Moving: Notes on Loss, Creativity, and Change

Feb 23

Plant a Rose

“Love planted a rose, and the world turned sweet.” – Katharine Lee Bates

“Let grace go first.
Let it carve a path, however small,
and show that
even the tiniest efforts
can multiply in love.” – Kate Bowler

Love well today.
How?
Call to say “hi”
Ask and listen, ask more
Smile, eye to eye contact
Yield in traffic (ugh)
Warm embrace
Laughter and play
Encouragement and enthusiasm
Gratitude and grace
Small, beautiful ways to plant seeds, prepare for bloom.

“It is the hour to rend thy chains, the blossom time of souls.” – Katharine Lee Bates

Feb 22

Lighting Dim Places

“Our role in life is to bring the light of our own souls to the dim places around us.”— Sister Joan Chittister

“But grace tiptoed in, and I remembered that the meaning of the day is about as plain as it gets — we come from ashes and return to ashes, but when we stop our chaotic activity for awhile, and experience this, there is something that remains, deep and true, quiet and sweet.

Ashes can definitely be scary to confront, the dark night of the soul stuff that John the Divine writes about: we may fall into an abyss that we have been trying to outrun since we were little children. The American way is to trick out the abyss so it’s a little bit nicer. Maybe go to Ikea and get a more festive throw rug, right? But if you do what you’ve always done, you’ll get what you’ve always gotten, which may leave you empty and afraid. Spring is the offer of new life.” – Anne Lamott

Wintering, rest and slow.
On the road to spring.
Attune and awake for the whole journey.
New life unfolding quietly.
Spring never skips its turn.
Winter neither.
Threshold of transformation.
Seasons. Cycles. Rituals.
Beauty of enough.
Lighting dim places.

“Never let the quest for more distract you from the beauty of enough.”― Sahil Bloom, The 5 Types of Wealth

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