We are now more than halfway removed from what the unwritten word meant to our ancestors, who believed in the original, primal word behind all manifestations of the spirit. You sang because you were answered. The answers come from life around you. Prayers, chants, and songs were also responses to the elements, to the wind, the sun and stars, the Great Mystery behind them. Life on earth springs from a collateral magic that we rarely consult. We avoid the unknown as if we were afraid that contact would lower our sense of self-esteem.
~ John Hay, A Beginner’s Faith in Things Unseen
Have you ever heard of a Hole Punch Cloud? The technical term is “Fall Streak Hole” (which sounds no more technical to me than Hole Punch Cloud, but I’m not a meteorologist so what do I know?). We had one here yesterday. I missed seeing it in person, but there are some great photos of it here. It’s pretty cool.
It has been a rather dreary week. We haven’t seen much of the sun since Monday. The cloud cover continues to thicken day by day. It is the December Drearies. The December Drearies are not quite as bad as the February Doldrums (or the February Funk) because they usually don’t last as long. A quick look at the weather forecast shows us socked in with clouds until next Wednesday. I do hope that’s wrong. I try to enjoy all kinds of weather, but chilly and dreary don’t make it easy. We’ll be adding damp to that combination tomorrow when the rains arrive.
I went out for a long walk this morning, and will probably go out again soon. JT, our construction guy, is here today repairing (or replacing, I’m not sure) the joists under the laundry room and installing a new back door. Needless to say, this kind of work requires a great deal of noise. There is much drilling, hammering, and pounding. The cats, Izzy and Bella, are upset about it and probably won’t speak to me for a week. The house is cold, too, because there is no point in running the heat while there is no back door to keep it in.
Faith is not something to grasp, it is a state to grow into.
~ Mahatma Gandhi
I have been giving some thought to my word for next year. Those of you who have been following me for a while know that I pick a word (or it picks me) as a kind of theme for the year. This year’s word was Faith.
All the world is made of faith, and trust, and pixie dust.
~ J. M. Barrie, Peter Pan
It was around this time last year that I started pondering the word faith, and announced it on the blog near the end of December. Faith has been an interesting word to travel with around the wheel of the year. I set out with the idea of learning to have faith in myself, and hopefully having the courage to take a few leaps of faith. Did I accomplish those things? Well, sort of. As usual, the lessons of the word take most of the year to sink in, and some lessons are different than what I was expecting. There were days when I did take small leaps of faith, but didn’t think of them as such until now. My current challenge (the 55-Day Be Well Challenge) is a big leap of faith that in a short time has taught me a lot about trust and faith in myself and in my own knowing (or feeling).
I believe in intuitions and inspirations… I sometimes FEEL that I am right. I do not KNOW that I am.
~ Albert Einstein
Of all the quotes about faith, Einstein’s is my favorite. His words, in my opinion, sum it up succinctly and well. It’s something I’ve learned recently. I FEEL that all is well, but until I’ve jumped through the medical hoops, I won’t be able to prove that I am. I don’t feel in need of proof, but others do and I have a great deal of love and respect for some of those others so I will jump through the hoops.
I also know what my word for next year will be. It’s been appearing everywhere lately. I’ll tell you all about it soon.
I guess that’s about it from the Wabi-Sabi Ranch. Thank you so much for dropping by for a visit, and joining me on another walk. Do you have any plans for the weekend? I don’t. I’m just going to let the weekend unfold as it will. As someone who likes lists and control and planning, letting things unfold is a tiny leap of faith. The little leaps help me practice for the big ones.
The heavy cloud cover and the possibility of rain will likely mean no visible sunset. If it’s not raining, I will go out to the dock anyhow. Meet you out there. We won’t see the sun, but we might see large murmurations of starlings swirling and dancing or flocks of geese flying in their chevron pattern. And who knows? Maybe the otter will swim by or we’ll spot a deer in the woods on our way back once it starts to grow dark.
Be good, be kind, be loving. Just Be. 🙂
Today’s joys: Long walks; warm outerwear without which long walks wouldn’t be possible this time of year because it would be too cold to stay outside for more than a few minutes; winter bouquets in the meadows; JT the Construction Guy, who smiles and laughs as he works and does a great job; art in the clouds.