A few days ago I hoped for good weather for errands and not too long of a line at the post office. I was 4th in line early this morning to mail a birthday package and although it was cold, the weather was fine and the roads were clear for my errands. I turned up the non stop Christmas radio station and sang my way through traffic and leaned into the tasks at hand. I was at peace being out....even though I love just staying home.
With all the turmoil going on in our country...and with all the hustle bustle the season can throw at us....it's still possible to be at peace in the midst of it.
My friend Dotty shared a beautiful poem on her blog about her experience in late November with the bright red leaves of a Japanese Maple that dropped all in one day. She captured the awe and wonder of this very peaceful and "silently magnanimus show." I hope you take the time to check it out.
Dotty's poem prompted me to visit Bessie, my neighborhood hackmatack tree...a rare pine tree that drops all of her needles in the winter.
I hadn't noticed them yet this year on the bare branches....I am so glad I looked up.
I'm keeping my eyes and ears open to these moments of delight that help me be at peace.
MaryAnn, thank you for the shout out for my poem! And thank you for the gentle waves of peace flowing through your post. What a delight to see Bessie with her simple bare bones seed-cone jewelry on—her signature way of decorating for the season. Likewise the sycamore, with its own signature spiky burr-like balls! We used to have a sycamore years and years ago but, sadly, it became diseased so we didn't have it for long : (
ReplyDeleteI'm grateful to close out my busy day with the peace of your post. Om shanti shanti shanti, all peace peace peace.
Thanks Dotty! I smiled thinking about Bessie's seed-cone jewelry...yes...that's what it is! I love that this time of year you can see these details in the trees...including the sycamore balls.
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