Did you notice? That is crazy cold outside. I just wanted to get that off my chest as I looked out this morning as the early dawn began early. The paradoxical feeling of brrrr and delight. For, I really love this time in January when the daylight begins its slow trek to longer daylight hours. Long long way to go of course but woo to the hoo. I love mornings, the earlier the better with the cool dawn of light as it slowly rises to greet us with its hues. Like this morning and the morning before, I can see between the barren woods and bared trees, through my upstairs window, the skyscape has taken on this orangy reddish yellow mixture of colour. Alas I do realize that the sailors tale of “red sky in the morning, sailors taking warning”. While this land lubber is firmly on terra firma, nestled quite comfortably in her fleece and blanketed bed. You betcha.
Did I notice? Yes I did. I noticed that on my window of the storm door from my room is ladened with ice crystals. “Here comes Suzie snowflake tap tap tapping on the window pane to tell me” stay inside and only let the dog out. I do not know how lungs survive of those who wander out on a cold day. For that matter, the avid runners. Frost bite and hypothermia are not on the agenda for me. Although when I look at the white array of crystal patterns displayed on my windows, it is like the finest lace design, delicate and pure.
There is something to be said about discovering living in a country couched in four seasons. One can take each season and probably come up with all kinds of interesting words to capture the season well. Of course, you have the hard core advocates for each season which bring out the best version of the season spectacularly. But give it a human dimension, it takes on a paradoxical face. I am an in between kind of person of seasons. Not into extremes. That being said, like the weather, I toggle within a season, depending on what is going on in my life. Does that make sense?
Since Covid it seems, the seasonal gauge of people has taken a noticeable dip or turn. Not sure if you have noticed that. Some have become quite frosty and colder in dealing with their fellow neighbour while others have taken warmth and sunny disposition to a higher level. Why is that? I would think that the journey during Covid would lend itself to being so grateful to normalize after the havoc ensued. I so so appreciate family and friends and the ability to have sense of control back. Even though Covid will be a part of life going forward, or at least that is what I believe, I have such a gratefulness and appreciation of learning what is important to me.
It is not just Covid and what it can do to some people physically, but the mental state of peoples….skyrocketling spiral and spin in the mental well being of so many. Then you only have to listen to the news, open a newspaper, go on social media and bam, we witness world leaders making decisions that have people running or hiding, living on borrowed time. We see in our communities hurt and suffering by decisions made that cause a ripple effect of mammoth proportions. Never mind the poor and destitute, the homeless, seeking a way to just feel a hope in the cold dark gloom of their world. My heart hurts. Why, Oh why can there not be peace and calm? Right and just prevailing and spreading furiously outward. In my naivety, is it too much to ask? Are we not called to be people of eternal hope? Can we, may be a better way of saying?
Maybe that is why I have been focusing on seeking out the good and goodness. Somehow the mighty world of technology has a button of control over the human interest as iI have noticed when I do a search for something, I get a whole bunch of sites that suddenly appear with no direction from me. But click a word….dah dah dah. You got mail. Or ads. LOL. Interestingly enough, it has been a lovely find as I am always inspired by words and images. There are some people who have an eye or a pen that just makes me pause. Be still. Just breathe. I like that. And if it makes me smile or chuckle, even better. Thank you.
Surprisingly, I have been receiving some goodness in an unexpected way. FB for all its notable and interesting characteristics, obviously has an algorithm that monitors one’s conduct. Recently, it has provided a grateful nourishment of sorts. At least for me, I glean a small window of goodness from those who have befriended me or the virtual interest algorithm. And in that journey, somehow, I get a whole gamut of life inspiration whether it be in joyful memories, unbelievable photography, fully alive video clips or in the sadness shared of life’s losses. It is the care and love that comes through. A goodness. That is what I have noticed. And I get to welcome its warmth. Blessings.
Let us pray for those in our lives that need our prayers. And for those who seek refuge from their suffering and pain, and for those from the injustices and wrongs experienced. Amen
Karenpondering 