Like a classic April fool's joke, mother nature has it snowing/raining/schmoozing yet again. So the quiet of winter remains. And we are called to stay inside. Inside with our thoughts and energy, trying not to gorge ourselves with food as our bodies call for yet more comfort. I'm trying to stay steadfast to my veganism. Craving change (of diet, environment and internal dialogue) but have yet to manage the gusto I know it will take to burst those on through.
Found this poem over at scratchingonpaper.blogspot.com and had to repost it, for it catches my sentiments for the path we are headed down to a T.
To live content with small means,
to seek elegance rather than luxury,
and refinement rather than fashion,
to be worthy, not respectable, and wealthy, not rich,
to study hard, think quietly, talk gently, act frankly,
to listen to stars and birds, babes and sages,
with open heart,
to bear all cheerfully,
do all bravely,
await occasions,
hurry never -
in a word, to let the spiritual,
unbidden and unconscious,
grow up through the common.
This is to be my symphony.
~ William Ellery Channing
from Earth Prayers from Around The World
That said, it is a "path" that I tread on. I fall short, and slip and get bruised brown. Watching these ones makes it, well, not "easier" but "it." And in this haze of watching and waiting for spring, I pull my mind back to focus on what awaits a steadfast heart. Not ease or contentment, but small bits of overflowing joy.
Now.I'm hoping that my Kale juice (really just kale, apple, frozen strawberries and some maple syrup in a blender) can keep me "qi-ed up" to carry on with my duties quietly and kindly (enough) until Spring really comes through.
Until then...".wait for it, wait for it" Chug-a-lug, and oh yeah, Cheers!
