Hope that you are warm and well and managing to make the most of the calling of the season. Today's offering is a poem - a promise of what's to come. Fresh shoots of potential for the year ahead are beginning to make themselves seen ... but the time is not yet ripe - stay low in the hunkerdown and let the quietness unfold.
Come, sweetheart, listen, for I have a thing
Most wonderful to tell you - news of Spring.
Albeit Winter still is in the air
And the Earth troubled, and the branches bare,
Yet down the fields to-day I saw her pass -
The Spring - her feet went shining through the grass,
She touched the ragged hedgerows - I have seen
Her finger-prints, most delicately green;
And she has whispered to the crocus leaves,
And to the garrulous sparrows in the eaves.
Swiftly she passed and shyly, and her fair
Young face was hidden in her cloudy hair.
She would not stay. Her season is not yet,
But she has reawakened, and has set
The sap of all the world astir, and rent
Once more the shadows of our discontent.
Triumphant news - a miracle I sing -
The everlasting miracle of Spring.
John Drinkwater (1882 - 1937)
It can be challenging to spend time outside during the winter months. But the rewards are rich, Hearing the birds get busy; noticing the beginnings of leaf buds - reminders of the world around us, always there ready to offer so much.
See if you can find five minutes to stand still today. Take in a little of what is occurring. Try writing your noticings down. Maybe in poem form. Maybe just a list. Lists can be beautiful too, especially when they're not full of things we think we should be doing!
This kind of practice takes us out of our busy heads. Gives the thinking mind a rest. Helps us cultivate a practice of presence. And this is a tick tick tick for wellbeing. Being present. Connecting. Sparking curiosity and paving the way for fresh learning. The more we take care of ourselves, the better the world becomes.