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50 shades of cold

You don’t only feel the cold, we can see it transforming the landscape around us. Saying STOP,is like whispering into the wind. In conversation with my sister we talked of aging, and of course being that it was my sister, I was musing out loud about the challenges of the last few weeks and heard myself say that if aging was about taking medications, being unwell and consistently challenged, well I was not, repeat NOT happy about it all.

Then this morning, I looked out my window at my friends who were patiently waiting for the snow to come.  The yard has been tidied and ready for the winter weather that we get here in this part of Canada.  Paths have been cleared, plants/shrubs cut back so that the dogs will have room to navigate when they go out for their exercise and fun in the snow.   Canaille loves to run through the fresh snow and chase after her ball.  Velcro (whippet) well that is a different story, he is in and out in record breaking time.  But being a whippet, he has to burn off energy, so he follows the track Canaille has made and runs at break neck speed over the trail.   Thus we clear it of  objects that can obstruct.

I noticed that one of the garden fairies has put herself in a lying position, she is using a rock to cushion and protect her from the blanket of snow that will soon cover her and keep her safe from the bitter winter winds.  As I sit and survey my private garden, much like Canaille does when we are just sitting watching the world go by,  I realize that when the summer growth is abundant, many of the “little people” are not visible to the eye.  They are there, they just are not seen, but their presence never-the-less is still felt, all who come to the garden feel the “calm” they infuse into the setting.

Now with the greenery gone, they are laid bare.  Today, I spent time with each and everyone of them, renewing my connection and feeling the bond that we share, for at one time I placed them there,  Unlike me, they can’t come in out of the cold, they accept and patiently wait out the changing seasons.  Every year, the time and weather takes its toll.  Like me they are growing old.

Smile the “old man” says, smile when you feel sad, he is always smiling, I love him, seeing him today, made me realize that my challenge today will be to pray that I will have the inner strength  to endure patiently (like my garden friends)  the changing seasons.  Soon the snow will come, and I too will be embraced in magic of the falling snowflakes.

A step at a time we find our way home.  This little kitten was tossed into a heap of broken and unwanted concrete  at a shop where only the perfect pieces were wanted for display .. she was not content to stay buried in the rubble,  where she was tossed, she found her way to where she could be seen, =^_^= that’s right, I found her, and now she has a home here with me.

My garden brings me joy in all of its incarnations.

I took time today to reconnect….if you feel my sadness … don’t worry, it will pass… I’ve learned in life, not to suppress emotion, for to know sadness it to have known great joy and happiness.   The Universe is is simply giving me “space” “time” to appreciate my realities.