Gardening as Meditation

Sporadic blog posts are becoming my norm.  I have a hard time with that - with the realization that I just can't do everything.  I can't be everywhere.  I can't be everything to everyone. Things have to give once in a while.  That is HARD for me.  But life is busy.  Like it is for everyone.  Does anyone else feel like time is fast forwarding and things are moving at a faster and faster pace?  I long to slow down.

If there is a time of year to try and slow down and enjoy it is the summer.  The days are longer but the season is fleeting.  The longest day of the year is almost upon us and then (sadly) we will start going the other way.

Today was hot.  I awoke early and went out to the garden.  I needed the time there to just stop thinking, planning and fretting.  For me gardening is like meditation.  There is only the smells, sounds, colours and textures of what is in front of me. There is nothing else.
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Backyard Bird Watching

I love to watch the birds that come to our feeder.  The activity and sound brings so much life to the backyard.  With the return of the warmer weather (present weather excluded) the robins are back along with the red winged blackbirds.  I am sure they are as put out by this April storm as I am.  
There is not much I can do but hunker down and wait for mother nature to regain her good temper. The birds are braving the winds and pelting freezing pellets for some seed.  I feel a bit sad when the feeder becomes an all you can eat buffet for the bigger birds but such is the cycle of life. 
As for spring, it will come sooner or later....right?

The below pictures were taken in better weather a few days ago.  

Jack likes to watch the birds too.  And sunbathe.


When you are a nine-to-fiver Monday through Friday weekends are a time to look forward to.  It is our time - whether we use it to get caught up on things; spend time with family and friends; relaxing, or a bit of all of everything.  To me Sundays are especially a good time to just move a little slower instead of racing against the clock like the rest of the week.  I was recalling how when I was younger, there were no stores open on Sundays.  I sometimes think it would be a good thing to revert back to that. A day of slowing down.. for everyone.
This morning I enjoyed being awake while the rest of the house slept.  Making muffins, quiet coffee and then we took  a lovely walk to the lake on a gorgeous January morning. 

Ahhh Sunday.. 

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No Rush

I love slow weekend mornings when there is no rush to go anywhere.  The to do list is there, but just for a little while it is nice to pretend that it doesn't exist.  I have discovered lately that when I rush around doing things not much more gets accomplished than when I take it a bit slower. Weekend mornings are a nice time to catch my breath and spend a couple hours first thing unwinding from the week.. yoga, leisurely coffee and some backyard bird watching before starting anything.  
I am weary of winter already yet there is much more to get through.  I miss my long walks outside, working in the garden, the warmth of the sun on my face.   I find myself more tired than usual and wanting to do nothing but curl up with a book for hours.  Last weekend I spent hours working on a puzzle in the warmth of the sun shining through the kitchen windows.  Like a bear, I feel like hibernating till spring comes.  I was surprised to see a rabbit in the backyard this morning.  Perhaps he was …

Wild backyard

It is no secret that I love birds.  They bring the backyard alive with colour and sound.  My daughter caught this big bird having a snack (mourning dove perhaps - they are slow).  Though I don't like the thought that I have basically provided an all you can eat buffet for the hawks and falcons that are around I realize that is the way in nature.  Everything has a purpose and it is all interconnected.  

Same Moon

When I awoke this morning to start the day it was still dark outside.  Through the window I could see the brightness of the moon in the clear sky.  I ran to get my camera although I am not sure why I bothered since I can't take a good moon picture.  Perhaps one day.  Anyway.. I love to look at the moon and wonder about it looking down on us all over the world.  Just a little every day miracle.

And each one there Has one thing shared They have sweated beneath the same sun Looked up in wonder at the same moon And wept when it was all done For bein' done too soon For bein' done too soon For bein' done

~ Neil Diamond

Inspiring words

After listening to Oprah's speech on the Golden Globes last Sunday I found myself both moved and inspired by the strength of her words. No doubt many out there felt the same way. What inspired me most was Oprah's message to speak your truth and live your truth whatever that may be - which is something that is so difficult for many of us and has been very difficult for me.  This post is not about "me too" although, yup, like so many out there "me too". I am using Oprah's message to remind  me  that it is not only okay for me to speak up for myself, it is healthy for me. 
I started this blog as a way to speak up and out without actually speaking out loud.  To write about things that I enjoy, things that inspire and move me, things that bring me joy, or just make me think about what is important in my life has played a big part in healing my soul since "me too".
And so, I am going to get back to blogging regularly. It helps hold me accountable t…