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Posts tagged ‘Slowing Down’

Unpredictable

Sometimes, usually when we least expect it, an event happens ~ after which life is never quite the same again. There have been no posts from me for quite some time, as I learn and feel my way into new ways of living after experiencing a health crisis. Slowly, deliberately, over the past few months I’ve been regaining my strength, noticing the little things ~ and coming to terms with the unpredictability of living. We can never know what will happen tomorrow, or even in the next few moments. On some level, we all know this, but for me it has become a lived reality.

Photo by Seth Rockmuller

As a result, I’m not certain which direction this blog will follow. What shall I release? What shall I continue? As the leaves begin to drift down from the trees, autumn seems an appropriate time to sweep away the unessential. Samhain will soon arrive, heralding a new year, a new cycle. Its meaning will be deeper for me this year, as I welcome my ancestors into conversation, and walk on the wild side.

Time warp into Spring

The weather today was sunny and 82 degrees, but because of breezes and low humidity, it did not feel hot.

The cottage in western North Carolina ~

Trillium photo I took today in the Pisgah Forest ~

Today as I hiked the forest trail, the only sound was birdsong and the rush of water in small falls and rivulets down the mountainside. The new green of Spring glowed in the treetops, and tiny yellow, purple, and white blossoms opened in cracks and crevices, by stumps and rocks.

Huge old-growth trees towered overhead.

I sensed that inner expansiveness that arrives when I am reminded of my place as part of a wider, wilder world.

The White Stuff

Deep snow always reminds me of growing up in the North Country, near the Canadian border. Warm feelings for cold white stuff!

This morning, the view from the front porch looked like this:

Looking out my mother’s window I spied this blue jay with feathers all puffed up,  taking shelter in the rhododendron bush from the snow and wind.

Photo by Seth Rockmuller

Photo by Seth Rockmuller

Then there was the process of clearing the driveway, making paths to the doors, and clearing snow off the car.

Just now a gorgeous cardinal couple perched in the same rhododendron, but no photo – I couldn’t get the camera in time.

I love the slow pace of a snow day, grateful I have no place I must go by vehicle.Walking is a different matter – a walk is in my future, this afternoon. My new camera will be in my pocket.

Life in the slow lane

Scenes from this small-town life.

Circus Train

This evening the Barnum and Bailey circus train rolled slowly through town.

Over the weekend,

Alpaca

the alpaca grazed in autumn pastures, while

The Kline Kill, with K. at play

the Kline Kill beckoned under golden sycamores.

And this afternoon,

The barn, with fresh paint.

the painting of the barn was completed.

Life is good.

(All photos by Seth Rockmuller.)

Ankle Speaks

Last night Ankle swelled up and became very tender.

This morning, Ankle spoke.

“You aren’t listening to me!” said Ankle. “I need to heal, and you are making me worse by running hither and thither, acting as though the pain doesn’t bother you!”

“But..”

“I need to heal,” Ankle insisted. “So you need to rest. Empty your calendar!!”

“What??!!??”

“Now that you’re finally paying attention, I’ll say it again,” Ankle said, a bit more quietly. “Clear your schedule. Heal.”

Sigh.

Ankle is right.

I spent today with my foot up, rearranging my schedule so that I’ll have time to rest, to listen carefully to Ankle, and respond appropriately. So you may not be seeing much of me.

I am still able to blog, however.

🙂