“In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.”
― Albert Camus
The first days of December are full of sunshine, blue sky and frosty mornings. I wash the bird-feeders, cleaning them of the wet leftover autumn seeds, getting them ready for winter gatherings. I stand one day and watch the geese fly overhead as they leave the ponds behind our home, for the season. It seems nature knows what to do during these winter months, and while things might appear dead, it is all part of the renewal plan for next spring, already in the works.
I observe the landscape of the world around me as it changes and am spellbound by all her beauty. I take nothing for granted. I pull over for sunsets, walk with my camera in the early morning, and notice shadows dancing through light. I pay attention.
One morning, while still in bed, I consider the landscape of my mind; the jagged mountains of what I think and feel. I see how I have left much of it to evolve on its own, often believing I have little or no controle over the “weather” inside my head. It does not need to be this way and I do not have to suffer. The decisions I make are my own and I am in charge of my thoughts. So much of my spirit, my mood, and my emotions are a products of how I perceive events, and how I might transform and judge them within my own “mindscape”. I am learning to ask myself ~ Is this really true?
While the frost will weaken the leaves allowing them to flow back into the earth, it first illuminates and sharpens every ornate detail. I practice illuminating the authenticity of my mindscape each day now. Paying closer attention to how I reflect upon this world and tend to the energy within it. I find I am becoming more aware of honoring what I truly love and saying no to what does not nourish me.
have a beautiful weekend,