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It all begins now

Though it is mid-February, and we are struggling with temperatures of -36 or thereabouts for the last few nights and the next few as well, I am reminding myself that it is NOW, mid-February, that bulbs and roots are actually stirring under the ground, under the frost line, getting ready to reach for the sun as soon as the smallest degree of warmth shifts the earth. It is unbelievable, really, yet true. The light is longer and the sun warmer - when we can be out in it - and yes- the shifts are subtle but real.

I let myself dwell on this these days, like a source of comfort, since in the upper world, where we breathe and walk, just the opposite is evident. But just because I cannot see it doesn't mean it's not true.

Remembering this helps me to realize that a similar process happens in my own soul, in that spark of life that inhabits my being and focuses the unique way and only way I can be who I am in this world. What is stirring below what I am feeling? What is moving under the darkness of my reactions and momentary irritabilities, my hard-core opinions and conditioned beliefs?

Perhaps it is crocuses and snowdrops...I picture that. What I do know, and increasingly so, is that my immediate reactive perception of the world is very small, very small, compared to all I cannot see and still is true.

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18.03 | 17:38

Edith is our mentor and prophet for the times she knows we are trying to let go, be freed from whatever impedes growth,goodness and giving!

14.03 | 19:26

Thank you Brenda for providing this resource. Your selection of books make fine companions on life's path, especially at this time.

14.03 | 12:11

And here we are manifesting to each other and the universe! Your poem is soulful, Gina, dealing with the unknowns of each day as they come. Thanks for sharing.

13.03 | 19:34

Hi Brenda, just read new poeming 4 and your new wild geese is where we are all getting to I hope just love it, Ken

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