Continue reading Getting Your Garden Ready For Spring
t’s… not spring time. Not by a long shot, even here in the Midwest where winter doesn’t last that long. Still, even though spring isn’t yet in our reach, any gardener will tell you that as soon as the holidays end, our thoughts turn to one thing only: the garden. It’s a bit early to think in terms of planting; some of us can’t even see our garden plots for all the snow on top. But there are things we can do to satisfy that gardening itch, in the bleak midwinter. The busier you stay, the sooner spring will get here.https://www.organicauthority.com/author/annie
“The winter solstice time is no longer celebrated as it once was, with the understanding that this is a period of descent and rest, of going within our homes, within ourselves and taking in all that we have been through, all that has passed in this full year which is coming to a close… like nature and the animal kingdom around us, this time of hibernation is so necessary for our tired limbs, our burdened minds.
Our modern culture teaches avoidance at a max at this time; alcohol, lights, shopping, overworking, over spending, comfort food and consumerism. And yet the natural tug to go inwards as nearly all creatures are doing is strong and the weather so bitter that people are left feeling that winter is hard, because for those of us without burning fires and big festive families, it can be lonely and isolating.
Whereas in actual fact winter is kind, she points us in her quiet soft way towards our inner self, towards this annual time of peace and reflection, embracing the darkness and forgiving, accepting and loving embracing goodbye the past year.
“Winter takes away the distractions, the buzz, and presents us with the perfect time to rest and withdraw into a womb like love, bringing fire & light to our hearth”.
.. and then, just around the corner the new year will begin again, and like a seed planted deep in the earth, we will all rise with renewed energy once again to dance in the sunlight.
Life is a gift – Happy winter to you all…”
- poem by Brigit Anna McNeill
- art beautifully created by Jessica Boehman
I am a pool without moving water
A cup with nothing left in it to drink
Separated, like an egg that cracked and is broken
A traveler, traveling back into life, again.
No refuge to be found for my battered mind
Makes me reflect on things from this life of mine.
I am a winter that’s cold wind blows
When the outside starts to freeze
My ability to thaw starts by praying on my knees.
I ask for pardon and reprieve
Although I may not deserve it.
I am a storm that is strong and sporadic
Never showing my full potential, manic
Leaving parts of myself in all I touch.
With my touch comes many things
Could be some lightning, or a hurricane.
I am me,
Just who I am supposed to be.
Sometimes going through life blissfully
But sometimes failing, you see.
Part of making it, in existing
Having a real life, that is worth living.