acres of sky · Chill December · home · Indigo day · Winter

The rhythm of a simple spirit


I am not much of a resolution maker. I do like to choose a word for the year though, and this year I’ve chosen the word hope.

I also like to reset my own inner rhythm and with that the rhythm of my days.

I have become accustomed to both a morning routine and an evening routine.

These routines set up my day and allow me to run smoothly and also calm me at evening so that I sleep well and am prepared for tomorrow.

At the beginning of the new year I reevaluate my daily tasks, my thought processes, and the position that my heart is in.

I try to tune in to the natural world around me and find a simple and spiritual rhythm to set my inner metronome to.

Yes, there are storm in nature. Waves that crash errantly against the shore but under the chaos there is the rhythm of tide…ebb and flow, ebb and flow, ebb and flow.

I know there will be times throughout the year that may be filled with chaos, sorrow, and even joy…things that will not be under my control – things that I cannot know or even think of yet.

It’s the rhythm of the tide that I seek…they rhythm of the earth spinning, the sun and the moon and the stars. The rhythm of the seasons changing, the rhythm of my own heart beating and the rhythm of my own lungs breathing in and breathing back out again.

And when I have sat still enough to feel this rhythm…then I begin to add my own dance within it. A place for morning worship and evening prayer, a place for daily tasks and for self-care, a place for those I love, a place for driving to work and coming home again at end of day.

My own circadian rhythm that beats with the ocean, the leaves on the trees, the sun, and the seasons.


Autumn · beloved · Dull November · home · Indigo day · Seeking Sabbath

The season of Advent


O Tannenbaum

I like to have a day or two with nothing but lights on the Christmas tree. It’so quiet and calm. Seeing the simplicity of only lights on the tree seems a peaceful and prayerful way for me to center the love of Christ in my heart for the coming season.

This year I have decided to take a prayer walk down the street to the harbour each day of Advent and concentrate my steps and my prayers on how I can serve- asking the Lord to open my heart and help me to discern what the people I love need.

My grandson, Verne, will be here later this morning to help with the tree decorating.

Our hearts are equally excited to be able to share this time with one another.


Home and garden Thursday

Make it pretty Monday

Autumn · In the garden · Indigo day

Pleasant


Pleasant

I have been thinking of a word for 2020 and I think I may have settled on Pleasant.

One pleasant day in October, sunflowers succumbed to the weight of their ripening seeds and bowed their heads to the leaf strewn ground.

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Stop for a moment and notice the stillness all around you.

We may be bustling here and there, rushing about to finish our chores,

But a single leaf sings it’s entire symphony as part of the whole tree,

red, orange, yellow and glowing in the setting sun.

And then it dances in the air currents, twirling softly and silently to the ground…

Laying there in stillness, it’s pleasant task complete.

Who are we to say that our tasks are more important or matter more?

As for me, I will stop in a pleasant grove of an Autumn afternoon and pause for the gift

of a single falling leaf, grateful for a tree

That is generations older than me, and bigger than me, and perhaps,

In some ways, even wiser than me.