1. I have nothing to say and should be getting ready for work.
2. A perfect time to write a blog post!
3. If, by the time this post ends, the fingers type all nonsense–well, it’s easy enough to delete.
4. A big-eared mouse and I met on the circular stairway this morning at 5:45 a.m. He panicked. I jolted. We both froze. He high-tailed it back upstairs and I sighed. Why can’t we share our living spaces with wild creatures? Because we can’t. The Buddhist part of me never wants to slap a mosquito. The more practical part searches for a trap.
5. Autumn approaches from the north. How does one know? I felt it two days ago on a walk up the road. Suddenly the air held that nip. You know, the nip which foretells dying tomato and green bean and squash vines. That breath of cold wind which eventually sings a million vibrant colors into our northern leaves. That change of the seasons spinning.
6. A friend suggested that I hate winter. That surprised me. Had to think for five minutes. Do I really dislike winter? No, not at all. It’s strikingly beautiful. The spirit loves the snow, the starkness, the illumination of the inner fire. What I don’t appreciate is the length of our winter here in the north. It refuses to begin or cease in a timely manner. It often starts in October and ends in May. It steals from autumn and spring without regard for those two precious seasons.
7. You know what I loved best about last winter? The two months of mostly turning off the computer and easing inward. I think winter is the best time for spiritual reflection. Our energy, like the trees and plants, turns toward the roots. It’s a fertile time before seed planting. So much can blossom in winter, can’t it?
8. In the meantime, the garden stretches lush in all directions. Much harvesting to do before the beauty of autumn shimmers in the woods.
9. Time to pack a breakfast of brown rice, peaches, coconut and walnuts. Time to dress in a white skirt and lime green blouse and drive through the dark morning toward our tiny school in the north woods and make coffee before the teachers arrive. Wishing you the best of days!
10. What do you have planned for this fine day?