Obligatry annual winter post
May 16th 2012 07:23
I have to give my apologies.
I usually alert my readers to winters coming at the very first hint of its breath, and this year its chill is evident and I am sorely late.
Winters first hint was about the first or second week of April, I remember feeling that space in the air, I knew, it was coming and it was going to be cold - much colder than last year. Last year, winter hardly even happened. This year I just knew. Kman thought I was mad as I was out chopping wood in the heat of the afternoon, but only about a week later we lit the fire for the first time.
Kman seems to actively thwart my efforts in gathering wood. Im not quite sure how he does it - I assume, by completely slacking off - but when I try to gather up a weeks worth of wood so we have some in reserve it all disappears in one night. Gathering wood and breaking down kindling or tinder is still as soothing as it ever was, only I cant immerse myself in it and allow my thoughts to wander as they will like I once did - now Im always on a time limit as Im sure any mum will know.
So much is changing in this world, and the more it reaches out and wants to change the more I wish for the simplicity of cold air and a warm oven, that feeling as the suns slipping down and Im cooking something nice and Im going to enjoy it with the ones I love the most. This is what comfort is to me, that dusky twilight, the cold wind just stirring the leaves, Kman chopping wood, horses chewing and ducks dabbling, while I slowly light my crackling fire and plan the finishing touches of my meal.
I wonder if anyone out there making so much noise about how to live even knows why they live. Life suffers when its complicated, its not about how much you can fit into it - because believe me, if you can think of a hundred things, you can indeed, fit them all in - its about how much you enjoy the simplest of things. If they arent enough for you, then I dont think you are doing them right.
We seem so concerned with politics, with the value of a dollar and most of all, finding someone to blame, blame, blame. Since I was a little girl its been all about 'levelling' so that none go hungry, but now I sense quite distinctly that the focus has shifted from 'help them' to 'blame someone for it'. It makes us feel better, I give you that, but its a quick fix. Sooner or later the truth will be back in your blood again.
The world is turning and we all know it, we can all feel it. Every single screaming indignant voice cant change it, no matter how shrilly they blame their neighbor for it. Shes turning, because we've hurt her, cant you see? She'd forgive the misuse of her soil, but this mentality we're serving up right now, its hurting her spirit. Too many humans, and none of them seeing the importance of balance, the light, the dark in the weave and the necessity of both.
So she's going to turn. A cold shoulder coming for us all. If simplicity isnt enough then she will make it so.
Happy Winter.
I usually alert my readers to winters coming at the very first hint of its breath, and this year its chill is evident and I am sorely late.
Winters first hint was about the first or second week of April, I remember feeling that space in the air, I knew, it was coming and it was going to be cold - much colder than last year. Last year, winter hardly even happened. This year I just knew. Kman thought I was mad as I was out chopping wood in the heat of the afternoon, but only about a week later we lit the fire for the first time.
Kman seems to actively thwart my efforts in gathering wood. Im not quite sure how he does it - I assume, by completely slacking off - but when I try to gather up a weeks worth of wood so we have some in reserve it all disappears in one night. Gathering wood and breaking down kindling or tinder is still as soothing as it ever was, only I cant immerse myself in it and allow my thoughts to wander as they will like I once did - now Im always on a time limit as Im sure any mum will know.
So much is changing in this world, and the more it reaches out and wants to change the more I wish for the simplicity of cold air and a warm oven, that feeling as the suns slipping down and Im cooking something nice and Im going to enjoy it with the ones I love the most. This is what comfort is to me, that dusky twilight, the cold wind just stirring the leaves, Kman chopping wood, horses chewing and ducks dabbling, while I slowly light my crackling fire and plan the finishing touches of my meal.
I wonder if anyone out there making so much noise about how to live even knows why they live. Life suffers when its complicated, its not about how much you can fit into it - because believe me, if you can think of a hundred things, you can indeed, fit them all in - its about how much you enjoy the simplest of things. If they arent enough for you, then I dont think you are doing them right.
We seem so concerned with politics, with the value of a dollar and most of all, finding someone to blame, blame, blame. Since I was a little girl its been all about 'levelling' so that none go hungry, but now I sense quite distinctly that the focus has shifted from 'help them' to 'blame someone for it'. It makes us feel better, I give you that, but its a quick fix. Sooner or later the truth will be back in your blood again.
The world is turning and we all know it, we can all feel it. Every single screaming indignant voice cant change it, no matter how shrilly they blame their neighbor for it. Shes turning, because we've hurt her, cant you see? She'd forgive the misuse of her soil, but this mentality we're serving up right now, its hurting her spirit. Too many humans, and none of them seeing the importance of balance, the light, the dark in the weave and the necessity of both.
So she's going to turn. A cold shoulder coming for us all. If simplicity isnt enough then she will make it so.
Happy Winter.
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