Category: Living Ideas

The Phoenix Rises

Eventually, the notion of being a voice on social media started to take up residence in my head. In a limited way. And when I got around to Facebook, I figured there wouldn’t be much point in me being on it if I didn’t post my own photographic images and my own words. Then I got going on the idea of doing a blog. I didn’t get off the dime with that for a long time. I needed to explore the reasons why I wanted to do a blog, and I kicked the can of that question around for quite a while. Because it got tied up with another question: how I felt about being visible. So I got the blog off the ground, shored up with some pretty good motives at the time. It worked until it didn’t work.

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Winter Dreaming

Well, I’m not a fan of struggling over the ice when the lane to my house turns into a luge run.  I don’t like driving in the snow.  The older I get, the more sensitive to cold I seem to be.  But…….there are the winter gifts to love.

 

Big bowls of lentil soup.

 

Glowing fires to settle by.

 

Icy ponds and rivers.

 

The artistry of bare branches.

 

The molten wintry skies at dawn.

 

The extra efforts put forth in the quest for treats.

 

The special visitors.

 

Even the watchful eyes of the bold predators.

 

The great, windswept skies.

 

The quiet moments to create.

 

I’m happy with these slow months of winter sanctuary when the earth becomes a little quieter.

 

Post Thanksgiving Musings

 

In this week following Thanksgiving, some ideas keep showing up.  You know how that happens, a synchronicity of impressions and thoughts that weave together to make a cohesive whole.

Black Friday (where did that name come from?), Cyber Monday and the like.  Does anyone think there’s an unsettling aspect to these pecuniary tsunamis?  Don’t get me wrong.  I’m not opposed to retail therapy or snagging a bargain.  But racing to the mall with remnants of turkey and pumpkin pie in your teeth?  Brawling in the aisles of a discount store?  So okay, I ordered some books at half price today.  But following the slow progress of a sunlit leaf twisting on a current of water feels like, to use the tired old expression, a gift money can’t buy.

What if there was an unofficial Go Outdoors and Look Around Friday?  A Wow, Life is a Gift Monday?  I know, I know.  I can hear the groaning.  But listen, I keep getting hit with this idea of gratitude, and how the spirit of gratefulness can infuse every minute, every action.  How acknowledging, even in the dark places, that we have a choice to seek even the tiniest fragment for which to be thankful.

And what about contentment?  That got thrown into the mix this week.  I’m never going to be the contentment spokesperson.  Not even close.  But I get the idea:  If I’m basically alright where I am with what I’ve got, I’m not falling prey to consumer allurements and the perils of a self-defeating restlessness.  I’m not talking about the urge to keep moving and growing.  I’m not talking about the longing for creative purpose and expression, or the aching that comes with wanting a world where all life is valued.  I’m talking about an economy of grace rather than an economy of money.  A condition of the spirit in which I feel like I have enough, where I don’t feel so compelled to hang on tightly to things.  A condition of the spirit in which I feel like I’m enough, like I don’t have to fit someone else’s description.

Thanks giving, gratitude, contentment, having and being.  All interconnected.  All filled with the possibility for creative expression.