Monday, February 14, 2011
Of Valentines and Walking Out of Ruts
Happy Valentine's Day to all my special readers! A day of friendship celebrated--that's how I view this day. I mailed away 12 Valentines this year, have received one so far and you know? Truly I'm happiest knowing I made 12 people smile outside of their mailbox. The amount of Valentines I receive is not what matters most. Honest, that's how I'm feeling.
The middle of February! Always I must shift gears now or else, well, I struggle and flounder. At this point of the season I force my mind to dwell not on all that snow out there or our frozen driveway or the 40 mph winds crashing against our house this morning or how I've not seen our lawn since early December.
No, I must retrain my brain to begin garden plans. Oh, all those seed, soil and mulching details! All those green, blue and yellow afternoons ahead of sitting beside my flower beds with springtime sunshine warming my back and the countryside silence lulling me to dreamy memories and yearnings.
Now is the time for new books, too, not the ones I have memorized and know exactly what the end will bring. I need books with new turns and surprise destinations. And new conversations would be welcome--talks with people who enjoy sharing ideas which tickle my brain rather than plain ol' talk about the weather, the pastor, the kids, the way milk went up 20 cents.
Now is the time to prepare for the newness of Life which pauses just up the road a bit in that gleaming sunlight, inching toward me closer and more quickly than a week ago. That slant of light also known as Springtime.
Spring is tip-toeing nearer, you know. Already the air has changed, the light arises earlier and hangs around later. I hope you've noticed even the tiniest of encouraging details--they welcome an early springtime of the heart, stretching the season for a few early weeks.
"Spring is when you feel like whistling even with a shoe full of slush." ~Doug Larson