View From My Window: Musings of an Observer of Nature

Observations of the awe and wonder of nature as viewed from my window; and reflections thereupon with respect to my life, both in enhancing its enjoyment and the lessons that are conveyed to me along my spiritual journey.

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Though 62 years of age, I still feel that little girl inside and I indulge her more and more. I don't worry as I once did about "what people will think". I think more about "what I think". I like me and I don't mind admitting it. Yet, I am more humble than when young. I know that I don't know it all. I love life moment by moment. Though in the autumn of my years, I plan to play among fall's leaves rather than sit by the fire in fear of my coming winter. Carpe diem! I have learned, though late in life, some important principles by which to live my life. And in doing so, I experience more and more the joy and contentment life has to offer.

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Happy February 14th

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

It’s the middle of February. I am not depressed. Quite the contrary. Usually in January or February and in July or August, I am hit with an extreme dark and black depression. I could feel myself spiraling down into its depths but there was nothing I could do about it. But here at Stepping Stones, I have experienced neither my usual late summer nor my late winter gloom.

I think the reason why is my contact with nature. For me, having been raised in the country, I get my spiritual renewal from nature. The awe and wonder I feel being outside surrounded by living things is a constant reminder to me of my part in the scheme of things. And that part I am to play is to be me. The real and true me, not the one who role plays in my life circumstances such as daughter, wife, mother; but the real me which bubbles up much like an underground spring. With few exceptions, and those were attitudinal problems I made for myself by either living in the future which is the more common one or living in the past, I have experienced more happiness, exuberance, joy at being alive and then at times a calm, serene, peace than at any other time in my life. I am whole.

Needless to say, I love Stepping Stones. I am so fortunate to have found a home amidst nature where I can receive the spiritual nourishment I require, which is as necessary to me as the air that I breathe in order to be healthy. I sit here in my chair by the window with the warm sun upon my face and I am joyful. It is good to be alive on this lovely, cold, February morning.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Very nice and reflective..somehow thought I might read something about love today, considering the date.

Tuesday, February 14, 2006 3:12:00 PM  

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