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Below Zero Balm

“Plants and animals don’t fight the winter; they don’t pretend it’s not happening and attempt to carry on living the same lives that they lived in the summer. They prepare. They adapt. They perform extraordinary acts of metamorphosis to get them through. Winter is a time of withdrawing from the world, maximising scant resources, carrying out acts of brutal efficiency and vanishing from sight; but that’s where the transformation occurs. Winter is not the death of the life cycle, but its crucible.”― Katherine May, Wintering: The Power of Rest and Retreat in Difficult Times

“That’s the gift of winter: it’s irresistible. Change will happen in its wake, whether we like it or not. We can come out of it wearing a different coat.”― Katherine May, Wintering: The Power of Rest and Retreat in Difficult Times

Deep freeze for the next week.
Winter has arrived a few months late.
An invitation within, to our own wintering.
Slowing, stillness, pause.
Quiet is loud.
Most try to outrun and avoid it with over busy and frantic activity.
Precise maps rather than adventures into unknown terrain.

“Life meanders like a path through the woods. We have seasons when we flourish and seasons when the leaves fall from us, revealing our bare bones. Given time, they grow again.”― Katherine May, Wintering: The Power of Rest and Retreat in Difficult Times

Go off trail. Meander.
Let winter do its work in and for you.
Rest, reorder, renew.
Explore, discover, wander.
Regular field trips to the Como Conservatory to find new colors, hues and life are healing balm.
10 minutes away.
Take a field trip within and without each day. Right in your own neighborhood.
No permission slip required.
Go on the hunt for awe, wonder, beauty, still points to spark attention, awareness and gratitude. Then sit with it awhile.
Softening, reorienting, reawakening work in progress.
Unfolding.
Spring by going through, not bypassing, winter.

“In our relentlessly busy contemporary world, we are forever trying to defer the onset of winter. We don’t ever dare to feel its full bite, and we don’t dare to show the way that it ravages us. An occasional sharp wintering would do us good. We must stop believing that these times in our lives are somehow silly, a failure of nerve, a lack of willpower. We must stop trying to ignore them or dispose of them. They are real, and they are asking something of us. We must learn to invite the winter in. We may never choose to winter, but we can choose how.”― Katherine May, Wintering: The Power of Rest and Retreat in Difficult Times

Life Distilled

“Poetry is life distilled.”
― Gwendolyn Brooks

“Say to them,
say to the down-keepers,
the sun-slappers,
the self-soilers,
the harmony-hushers,
“Even if you are not ready for day
it cannot always be night.”
You will be right.
For that is the hard home-run.

Live not for battles won.
Live not for the-end-of-the-song.
Live in the along.”
― Gwendolyn Brooks, Selected Poems

To what will you pay attention to this day?
What thoughts will shadow or light the way?
Who will you listen to?
The past, others, self-doubt?
The utility and necessity to guide and direct what we can.
Our thoughts first and foremost.
May enthusiasm, hope, gratitude, laughter, optimism, color, beauty and joy be your guides.
To live fully in the along.

“This is the urgency: Live!
And have your blooming in the noise of the whirlwind.”
― Gwendolyn Brooks, The World of Gwendolyn Brooks

A Burst of Joy

“Be a burst of joy.”― A.D. Posey

A Voice from I Don’t Know Where by Mary Oliver

It seems you love this world very much.
“Yes, I said. “This beautiful world.”

And you don’t mind the mind, that keeps you
busy all the time with its dark and bright wonderings?
“No, I’m quite used to it. Busy, busy,
all the time.”

And you don’t mind living with those questions,
I mean the hard ones, that no one can answer?
“Actually, they’re the most interesting.”

And you have a person in your life whose hand
you like to hold?
“Yes, I do.”

It must surely, then, be very happy down there
in your heart.
“Yes,” I said. “It is.”

May beauty that resides alongside and within overtake you often.
Shifting into wonder, delight, gratitude, peace.
An ease, slowing and receiving
A heart full, overflowing.
“Yes” your first response.
A burst of joy, color, swirls.
May awe be your guide today.

Sacred Immanence

“A flower will always grow in the direction of the sun because beauty recognizes beauty.”― Matshona Dhliwayo

“Today we celebrate light and honor the wisdom of the shadows. In connecting with the natural world in a way that honors the sacred immanence in all things, we establish a resonance with the seasons.”― Dacha Avelin

Winter solstice
Pivot
Turning point
Threshold into light
That lingers longer each day
A drop at a time
Adding up slowly
Then suddenly we notice
Winter, the precursor to spring
Seasons, cycles, circles of life
Keep crossing thresholds
Where finish lines become new start lines
And we unfold and become, reborn again and again
Solstice well.

“After the longest night, tomorrow we sing up the dawn. There is a rejoicing that, even in the darkest time, the sun is not vanquished. As of tomorrow, the days begin to get longer as the light of day grows. While the gentle winter sun slowly opens its eyes, let us all bring more light and compassion into the world. ”― Dacha Avelin

Interrupted

“We must be ready to allow ourselves to be interrupted by God.”― Dietrich Bonhoeffer

“The answer must be, I think, that beauty and grace are performed whether or not we will or sense them. The least we can do is try to be there.”― Annie Dillard, Pilgrim at Tinker Creek

We interrupt autopilot, to-dos, busyness, chaos, boredom, ego, the monotony of this day.
To wake you up to gratitude, imperfect and amid struggle.
To laughter and joy woven into seasons of grief and loss.
To peace and ease in the backdrop of turmoil.
To quality and depth over quantity and surface.
To a new point of entry.
A return to self, the authentic not manufactured or curated.
A response to the still small voice.
A resounding Yes!
Life interrupted by lifeforce, goodness, light.
Plunge in.
To mystery, beauty, trust, hope.
A greater expanse awaits.
Be interrupted.
And changed.

“At some point we must plunge in to discover a greater expanse; yet when this broader horizon does appear, a new depth will open up at our point of entry.”― Edith Stein, Potency and Act

Selection, Elimination, Emphasis

“If you take a flower in your hand and really look at it, it’s your world for a moment.”― Georgia O’Keefe

“I think it’s so foolish for people to want to be happy. Happy is so momentary–you’re happy for an instant and then you start thinking again. Interest is the most important thing in life; happiness is temporary, but interest is continuous.”― Georgia O’Keefe

Bold color.
Shapes, hues, texture.
Curiosity and interest.
Focus and forefront.
The power of what we remove to see what is present.
Clarity, discernment, appreciation.
To find brilliance in each and every ordinary day, in small ways.
A good pursuit.
Selection, elimination, emphasis.

“Nothing is less real than realism. Details are confusing. It is only by selection, by elimination, by emphasis, that we get at the real meaning of things.”― Georgia O’Keeffe

To See Anew

“Forgiveness is giving up all hope of having had a better past.”― Anne Lamott

“I think joy and sweetness and affection are a spiritual path. We’re here to know God, to love and serve God, and to be blown away by the beauty and miracle of nature. You just have to get rid of so much baggage to be light enough to dance, to sing, to play. You don’t have time to carry grudges; you don’t have time to cling to the need to be right.”― Anne Lamott

Unforgiveness. Resentment. Perfection. Judgment.
They get heavier the longer we carry them.
The stories we tell ourselves, about the past, about others, about self.
Loosen the binds, the rules, the roles, the excuses, the assumptions, the misunderstandings.
You get to write the story of this day, of the future.
Change the narrative.
The past is already written.
The good and the struggle.
The future need not be a repeat.
There will be more good, more struggle.
Unload the baggage.
Free up your hands for praise, gratitude, a warm embrace.
Become light enough to dance, sing, play.
Time is swift, finite, measured.
Do not waste it staring in the rearview mirror.
Keep your eyes on the road ahead and the scenery on new paths, off-trail.
Joy, sweetness, kindness, forgiveness, moving on, letting go, compassion, love.
These transcend, free and root us in the beauty of the present and possibility of the future.
New day, blank page.

“Each time we make a small choice toward justice, or buy fair trade, or seek to share instead of hoard, or extend mercy to those around us and kindness to those with whom we disagree, or say “I forgive you,” we pass peace where we are in the ways that we can. And God can take these ordinary things and, like fish and bread, bless them and multiply them. He can make revolution stories out of smallness.”— Tish Harrison Warren, Liturgy of the Ordinary: Sacred Practices in Everyday Life

Rooted in Possibility

“Nothing is worth more than this day.”― Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

“We must always change, renew, rejuvenate ourselves; otherwise, we harden.”― Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

New day, fresh canvas.
Fertile soil to plant, nurture, prepare for bud and bloom.
In all seasons, even winter.
Rest, formation, emergence.
Pursuit of lofty goals of joy, delight, amazement daily.
Remain in the present, in this day fully.
Putting energy, effort, and attention on what is now, in your realm of control.
Perspective, attitude, response.
Soften, fluid, open.
Root in possibility, bloom in color.

“The highest goal that man can achieve is amazement.”― Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Theory of Colours

Seekers of Sweetness

“Man’s main task is to give birth to himself. ”― Erich Fromm

“My work is loving the world.
Here the sunflowers, there the hummingbird — equal seekers of sweetness. Here the quickening yeast; there the blue plums.
Here the clam deep in the speckled sand.
Are my boots old? Is my coat torn? Am I no longer young and still not half-perfect? Let me keep my mind on what matters, which is my work,
which is mostly standing still and learning to be astonished.
The phoebe, the delphinium.
The sheep in the pasture, and the pasture. Which is mostly rejoicing, since all ingredients are here,
which is gratitude, to be given a mind and a heart and these body-clothes, a mouth with which to give shouts of joy to the moth and the wren, to the sleepy dug-up clam,
telling them all, over and over, how it is that we live forever.” – Mary Oliver

To give birth again and again.
Daily. In moments. Amidst ordinary.
Unfolding slowly.
Unfurling intently.
Color, texture, flavor, vibrancy.
Life all around to love.
All the ingredients for a delicious day.
May you be struck by awe, rapt by delight, held in grace.
Do your work, love the world, as it is right now.
Shouts of joy.

“Tell me, at what velocity does joy travel?”― Clint Smith

Emergence of Wonder

“Always be on the lookout for the presence of wonder.”― E.B. White

“I embrace emerging experience.
I participate in discovery.
I am a butterfly.
I am not a butterfly collector.
I want the experience of the butterfly.”― William Stafford

Change your mind.
Think differently about things for a minute.
Give the benefit of the doubt.
Offer second and third chances.
Longer glances.
Put space between stimulus and response.
Respond thoughtfully rather than react habitually.
Assume good intentions and be proven wrong.
Put down rules, judgment, assumptions to invite connection, expansion.
Foster understanding.
Don’t have an opinion about everything.
Offer empathy, compassion and kindness.
Watch what grows.

Keep looking for the good.
Be awed by beauty.
Carried by hope.
Surprised by joy.
Held in peace.

“But hope has an astonishing resilience and strength. Its very persistence in our hearts indicates that it is not a tonic for wishful thinkers but the ground on which realists stand.”― Kathleen Norris, Acedia & Me: A Marriage, Monks, and a Writer’s Life