This is the first, the wildest and the wisest thing I know: that the soul exists and is built entirely out of attentiveness.
~ Mary Oliver
Awe and wonder are the same emotion, but with a slightly different twist, because wonder is only connected to positive emotion and awe is the same emotion, but with negative — or not “negative”, but scarier thoughts associated with it. So to describe what wonder and awe and astonishment are, they are the emotion that arises in one in the face of something so vast and so powerful and so transcendent and so unexpected that it makes one rethink what you’re looking at, because you can’t comprehend it. You can’t quite take it in on one side.
~ Fabiana Fondevila
I have so much I wish to write about and somehow, someway, at the very same time… I can’t think of a thing to say or write. I don’t know how I can be in both states at once, but there you are. Let me begin with the everyday, how I’ve been spending my spring, and go from there. Perhaps something will arise. Perhaps not.
It’s been a rather typical spring in the Bogs. Unseasonably warm when we arrived, some rain and sleet within a week or so, and then cool (downright chilly at times) and cloudy. When we lived here it wasn’t unusual to have a last snowfall at the beginning of May. We woke up to the brightest sunshine on Sunday morning. Blindingly bright after a week of clouds and rain and sleet. It brought to life the frost in the meadow, making it sparkle and shine, turning it to dew that also sparkled and shined. I think it brought us humans back to a brighter life, too.
I know most people don’t have a lot of appreciation for the cloudy days, but I love them because of the way the spring colors are intensified against the backdrop of dark greys. Even so, it’s good to have the sunlight return. The plants need it as much as we do, and judging by their behavior, the birds are appreciating the light, too. The clouds did roll back in later in the day, bringing a little rain and chillier temperatures with them.
We’ve been keeping busy with play, walks, hikes, a little homeschooling, and all the usual things (chores, cooking meals, etc.). Everyone has remained hearty and healthy. Well, almost everyone. I’m feeling a bit exhausted, but that was to be expected.. A 3-year-old and a 5-year old can be difficult for me to keep up with on a daily basis. They are worth the exhaustion.
I am impressed by how well the boys keep up on hikes. Their limit appears to be about 2 miles. Or a little over 2 miles if we push them a bit. They are very attentive and curious, stopping to look at pretty much everything. I am often amazed at the small things they notice. They are treehuggers. Literally.
The Little Wookie is 5 years old today. We had a small, in-the-bubble, party for him yesterday with responsible people who have been doing what they should and are now fully vaccinated. Nonetheless, it made me somewhat nervous to be around a couple of other people (the other grandparents) I haven’t seen in over a year. Combining bubbles, even though it wasn’t really combining (the kids, big and little, have spent time with the other grandparents over the course of the pandemic), required trust. Faith. I’m still working on those things.
I was listening to David Whyte this morning (part of his Mythopoetic Tour of Ireland which was offered in March), and he asked these questions: “Who would you be if you failed at being yourself? Who would you be if you failed at the art form that you knew could take you beyond yourself?”
I going to leave you with those questions. I have many thoughts whirling around, but nothing cohesive. Good questions will do that. Thank you so much for visiting with me today. I hope this finds you hale and hearty and well.
Please be safe, be well, and be kind.
A few of the 10,000 reasons to be happy: 1,751) Hiking around NE Ohio, enjoying what spring has to offer. 1,752) The possibility of one to three inches of snow this week. You know how much I love snow. 1,753) Delving into mythology again. I loved all of those stories when I was a child, and now I’m reading some of them again as part of the homework for Gita class. 1,754) A beautiful sunrise this morning. 1,755) M, always and forever.