When Ordinary Becomes Extraordinary
This morning I am thinking about the winter and the cold weather. I constantly look for ways to keep myself “in spirit.” For me being “in spirit” means being in gratitude, peace, joy, forgiveness and being out in nature. When I feel I need a lift, being out in nature is vital to me. I turn off the “tube” bundle up and take to the back yard. The texture and colors of winter are enough to bring even the hardest of hearts back to their spirit. What we can find in our own yards is amazing. There’s a lot going on in the world as the TV so often points out. But there is also a lot going on right in our own back yard. Our Juniper trees on our property are several hundred years old. They twist and turn over the years from wind, sun and the relentless search for water. Their beautifully twisted trunks are painted with a soft sage green moss. All the different wild flowers turn brown and the textures are amazing.
Winter white, think again of the brown grasses
lying down from the blanket of fresh fallen snow.
Winter white, think again of the blue-green branches
of the spruce and pine showing signs
of new growth even in winter.
Winter white think again, of the green cactus
hiding under the tumbleweeds.
Winter white think again at the sunrise of this January morning.