Welcome Yule

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It’s no secret, the change of seasons influences us all profoundly. No matter how hard we work to maintain a constant environment with regulated temperatures, a ready light source and an abundant variety of food to suit every taste, stepping outside our chosen hives of activity we confront the day before us.

The Winter Solstice  arrives December 21 at 11:28 am. EST. Take a breath. Here in New England the air is crisp and dry. The sun has a different slant. The colors have begun leeching from the landscape, leaving only the evergreens. A flurry has left behind a tidal wash of snowy icing here and there.

There it is. Winter is here. This is the Shortest Day. The time for Revelling is at its peak!

Change, I’ve often written, is our only constant. Take comfort in this one sure thing. Some may despair while others celebrate. We cope and hope and look to the new day. May you praise the moments of light, embrace the warmth in the presence of caring individuals, feel all the way to your bones the music of the season and cherish the moments of stillness in the aftermath.

When the festivities fade let the curtain close, take the time to replenish your energies and gather the fuel to grow and renew your forward motion.

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Do No Harm  

“Let us read, and let us dance; these two amusements will never do any harm to the world.”  Voltaire

Compassion and kindness are not soft, they are strengths. We need them in our personal lives and in community. We need to show ourselves that same compassion. The internal critic can be a harsh taskmaster and deflecting it onto others to avoid its judgement does not relieve the pressure, it only tarnishes us further.

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Be Here Now

“I am a beginner on the path”  Ram Dass

After the big moments are ended, avoid the letdown by looking for the small moments. Cherish with gratitude the ordinary. We’re granted the reliability of a perpetually turning Planet Earth. There is a reason to celebrate this quiet victory: find it and savor it.

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Give the Gift of Time

“Hope springs eternal”  Alexander Pope

According to the Old Farmer’s Almanac our winter will be very very cold but without much snow. We shall find out in due course. I may have to declare a few personal “snow days”  because I cherish the enforced time of stopping in winter. To be fallow is not idleness. We all need time to let the noise pass through us and allow deep knowledge to settle. Experience the simple beauty of nature to emerge refreshed and inspired.

I’m full of quotes today!`From the recesses of my brain I pull this out. It’s The Sound of Music.  “Nothing comes from, Nothing ever could”  Richard Rodgers

Do something good for someone. Make it a practice for the New Year.

Happy Solstice, Happy Holidays to all.

Welcome Yule!!

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With Love and Hope,

Claire

All Photos by Claire Mauro

P.S. May you experience a true Jolabokaflod –  a Book Flood of reading to light the winter darkness.

 

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A Cup of Tea

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Balance, energy, positivity- who doesn’t want that? This month take the time to connect to what you know to be your core strengths. Instead of the tired clichés how about some old fashioned FUNdamentals?

Simple luxuries on a snowy day have the added charm of being crafted creatively. Never mind that our heart’s desire is available by virtual reality, this is about hands-on simple pleasures. Savor the warmth in your hands circling a steaming cup of tea, float a slice of orange on the surface and inhale the citrusy goodness. Hover over the toaster waiting for the last slice of cinnamon raisin toast – that satisfying pop! when it’s done is music to the ears.

Your senses are free, my friend, make use of them! Whatever your winter landscape, snow and ice or sun and sand, suspend your caretaking of your future self, the dictates of the metaphorical rainy day, and be here now

How do we know anyway, that the person we will be when that rainy day comes will need what we have so carefully put by?

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Reading together — my Aunt Rae and Me

My love of books today came from the simple pleasure of childhood. The walk to library, one hand on the carriage as mom pushed my sleeping sister along the sidewalk, was a treat to be celebrated with a bit of skipping. I can see in my mind’s eye the child-sized chairs with the woven seats, carefully placed beside the shelf of picture books under the eaves of the old library. I loved nothing more than to sit as close as possible, examining the book covers for clues to the riches inside. Being read to and later reading myself, was a joy discovered early.

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While the holiday stack is long depleted the thirst for more is never slaked. New titles crowd my inbox and my personal room of requirement overflows.

We have what we need if we only know what that is. In my case it is Ali Smith’s public library and other stories  the always inventive, unexpected and thrilling nature of her characterizations reveals us to ourselves.

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Smith has taken the occasion of the advent of the all-volunteer library to enthrall me once again. Her sheer genius of burrowing into a character and drawing us into their world in the most spare and artful ways is always satisfying. She serves up a dozen stories and the offerings are interwoven with notable quotes on the value and expansiveness of a public space so rich in opportunity for all ages, the reminder makes one swoon, then rush off to borrow some books!

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In the aftermath of the latest snowfall- oh what a glorious silence! The tree branches are frozen, their icy crustings barely quivering with the undercurrent of wind. Holding still is the way to perceive the movement around me. A single leaf dances erratically while all its companions appear to stand rigid. The more still I am the more tiny movement I see until whole limbs and slender trunks are swaying in the woods before me.

Gather the stillness, wrap it like a cloak and take it with you through your day.

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Happy Valentine’s Day to All!

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As usual All photos Claire Mauro