The sun. The warmth. The fact that I am home and can step outside to enjoy it, if only long enough to breathe in the heaven scent of the earth shaking off the shackles of winter; let the ladies and gent out to free range and take a dirt bath; see the signs that spring has been Marching forward all along.
Oh February, how you try my patience. Every year it's the same dance, you test me with grey skies, cold winds and temperatures. I try to ignore you. Maybe that's why it feels like the longest, yet shortest month. I have my ways of coping, and so do the pups:
Ordinarily there is a lot of handwork to show for this month of hunkering down, or at least tales of ski days. This year however, I've taken a different tack:
It's pretty obvious that Yoga helps me sail an even course, helps me to maintain balance. However, there is no way I could show up for a class every time I needed my fix (daily). So . . . I've embarked on developing a home practice. It's really nothing fancy, just another commitment. An opportunity to flex those disciplinary muscles so to speak!
It's also become pretty obvious it's taken that time I used to blog, think about posts, take and upload photos. You get the idea. Guess I'm just popping in to say "Hey" and I'm still here. Just exploring another way to stay connected.
And . . . I have been doing my handwork (crochet and knitting mostly) and would love to post some lovely photos. Just waiting for the sun to come out again for good lighting.
Feel free to comment with any questions or suggestions about your daily practice. I'd love to hear from you.
Hi All - did any of you happen to click on the link for the cinnamon beads in the last post? If so, you are familiar with Rebecca. What a woman. What an artist! If you haven't visited her blog, please treat yourself to an uplifting visual and viceral feast and do so. I was moved by her latest post where she shared a bit more of her story.
Her's is a story of courage, not just creativity. I'm in awe of people who have the courage to face the struggles they do on a daily basis, especially when I consider the "struggles" I face doing the everyday in beautiful Boulder. Gives new meaning to the word hope.
I will act as if I do make a difference. ~ William James