Winter is on everybodys mind -definitely a season with it’s own flavor as preparations are made-for some it will be welcomed with trips to the ski lodge, snow ball fights, and the like-for others it will be a test of endurance.
As a people we endure, but our ancestors endured more and were more resourceful-and in my opinion are the stuff of legend.
They made do…endured, sometimes at a high cost-it can truthfully be said we do the same today, but not to the same degree.
I believe there were many enviable characteristics in the life they lived, the freedom, the communal spirit and cohesion, and above all their connectivity to the land and the seasons- some very real hardships as well that none would envy.
The same breeze that cooled us in the summer and brought a smile to our lips now cuts like a knife as it gathers force howling and swirling around us, and perhaps the more malevolent wind is that of change, that brings with it dissolution – and all the “tions” of assimilation.
A change that increasingly separates us from our past, and sometimes even our true selves.
Winter is coming- a part of the balance when trees, plants, and even the winged ones and the four legs seek shelter, go dormant, or engage in a contest of survival only the strong will survive.
Winter, and the promise it holds of the spring to come, the colors of new growth erupting like fireworks in a night sky, the test it can be that makes us aware of our own vulnerabilities and strengths, the misery often it’s companion, and the elation when it loosens it’s grip, it doesn’t take the duration for the novelty to wear off.
I appreciate the fact that it is a time when the land slumbers, pregnant and forgiving with an impending birth- the necessity of it. A new bounty to be offered in a timeless drama despite the abuse heaped upon it.
There will be times during this winter as in all winters that many among us will be cold, perhaps wet and hungry, or even desperate, a test of our endurance as so much of our lives seems to have been….and yet as a people we will endure to emerge once again and smile at that cool summer breeze, for our lives orbit the sun just as the earth does.