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Hello Winter. It is officially your season, though we have been hibernating for many months and seasons in our secure and isolated little dens with our stockpiles of goodies and a select few to keep us company. Your extra-long presence in this epic and historical year has been a practice of quiet endurance, virtuous patience, and awkward, unyielding acceptance. It has been a time to prioritize, contemplate, and simplify. A time to be wise in waiting, to study what is,…
I make an effort to not pay too much attention to the numbers; 108, 111, 118, 120…. It’s all just dam hot. In Arizona, it is easy to be discouraged with the summer; the unforgiving heat manages to drain motivation and oppress the excitement that summer is supposed to bring. I often wish my kids had the grace of Montana summers when everything seemed so simple; creek side play, walks to ice cream shop, sling-shots, building bikes, spending the day…
At a distance, creeping along the horizon I heard a curious hum of the Cicada chorus steadily approach like a wave in the full belly of the sea. As the vibration grew closer it intensified like a like a flash flood breaking through the forest…the high pitched buzzing and unavoidable magnitude of their song echoed in the walls of my mind, eroding my own thoughts so that I could not think of anything other than the presence of their sound…
My ritual practices for closing out this year began on the Winter Solstice. I find it no coincidence that on that very morning, nature as she often does, gifted me with a most magnificent and symbolic spectacle. I was lying in bed and contemplating the nature of birds, my healing, my feelings of oppression. I was imaging what it would be like to leap from the tallest branches and coast along sheer sky or, the sense of freedom a bird…
