Thursday, December 22, 2011

Winter Solstice

Yesterday we passed the tipping point—the Winter Solstice was December 22! What does this mean? It means that from now until the Summer Solstice light will send the darkness into a slow but definite retreat! And that means that by the time we return to Maine—at the end of June—mornings will dawn before 5 a.m. and say their goodnights around 930 p.m.!

At the cabin our alarm clock will be nature’s choir rousting us out of the sack and into a new day! Our cabin will be 14 years old in July, and it needs some TLC. The list of projects continues to grow, but we can’t wait to attack the checklist!

Here in China we have made a lot of new friends and some of them will be our guests on the Penobscot River! We look forward to sitting around a campfire and them meeting our friends, family, and annual group of anglers that journey north.It won’t be long before I will be goading our neighbor, Carol, regarding her confused political leanings! This year’s reunion and wrangling should be even better. Carol and Richard got engaged, so I will have another friendly foe!


Peace On Earth

Strands of glowing twinkling Christmas lights descend from our living room ceiling to form a tree. Their colorful hues drench everything in peace and relaxation. Early this morning I curled up on the couch and appreciated their every slow pulse. From time-to-time I read in the soft ambiance that surrounded me. Mostly, I just let the mottled collage and quietness speak.

Saturday, December 17, 2011

Early Christmas Gift

Early this morning I went for a short walk. Brisk air and blue skies diluted by a veil of wispy smoke greeted me. On the horizon a hazy orange sun climbed out of bed and set about another days work. A pair of songbirds cooed like lovebirds. Mourning doves whistled and scattered dry leaves as they winged their way upward to perch on barren limbs. In the distance the raspy chatter of a magpie did its best to grate on Mother Nature’s nerves.

Here in China, a few moments of solitude can’t be wrapped or bought or found in abundance. It is a gift, and I am thankful for the Giver.

Enjoying the Adventure,

Bill

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Realignment

Hail the heav'n-born Prince of Peace!
Hail the Son of Righteousness!
Light and life to all He brings
Ris'n with healing in His wings
Mild He lays His glory by
Born that man no more may die
Born to raise the sons of earth
Born to give them second birth
Hark! The herald angels sing
"Glory to the newborn King!"

His Glory was that He laid aside His glory, and the glory of the church is when she lays aside her respectability and her dignity, and counts it to be her glory to gather together the outcasts. ~ Charles Haddon Spurgeon

I have been trying to reestablish the habit I had for nearly all my adult years . . . getting up very early so that I could have unhurried time to align my physical and spiritual worlds. It is a necessity for me, because if I don’t I tend to forget that in truest reality they are parallel universes, and must live my life in them.

A couple of days ago the two quotes captured my attention simultaneously. The first message came through the medium of music as the refrains of the familiar Christmas song filled the atmosphere around me. The second came through the medium of the written page as I held a book in my hands and read.

In that moment the song and the quote aligned the two worlds I speak of – my physical world and my spiritual world. It hit me profoundly.

I don’t think it is necessary for me to provide a lot more commentary . . .

Realignment

Hail the heav'n-born Prince of Peace!
Hail the Son of Righteousness!
Light and life to all He brings
Ris'n with healing in His wings
Mild He lays His glory by
Born that man no more may die
Born to raise the sons of earth
Born to give them second birth
Hark! The herald angels sing
"Glory to the newborn King!"

His Glory was that He laid aside His glory, and the glory of the church is when she lays aside her respectability and her dignity, and counts it to be her glory to gather together the outcasts. ~ Charles Haddon Spurgeon

I have been trying to reestablish the habit I had for nearly all my adult years . . . getting up very early so that I could have unhurried time to align my physical and spiritual worlds. It is a necessity for me, because if I don’t I tend to forget that in truest reality they are parallel universes, and must live my life in them.

A couple of days ago the two quotes captured my attention simultaneously. The first message came through the medium of music as the refrains of the familiar Christmas song filled the atmosphere around me. The second came through the medium of the written page as I held a book in my hands and read.

In that moment the song and the quote aligned the two worlds I speak of – my physical world and my spiritual world. It hit me profoundly.

I don’t think it is necessary for me to provide a lot more commentary . . .

Realignment

Hail the heav'n-born Prince of Peace!
Hail the Son of Righteousness!
Light and life to all He brings
Ris'n with healing in His wings
Mild He lays His glory by
Born that man no more may die
Born to raise the sons of earth
Born to give them second birth
Hark! The herald angels sing
"Glory to the newborn King!"

His Glory was that He laid aside His glory, and the glory of the church is when she lays aside her respectability and her dignity, and counts it to be her glory to gather together the outcasts. ~ Charles Haddon Spurgeon

I have been trying to reestablish the habit I had for nearly all my adult years . . . getting up very early so that I could have unhurried time to align my physical and spiritual worlds. It is a necessity for me, because if I don’t I tend to forget that in truest reality they are parallel universes, and must live my life in them.

A couple of days ago the two quotes captured my attention simultaneously. The first message came through the medium of music as the refrains of the familiar Christmas song filled the atmosphere around me. The second came through the medium of the written page as I held a book in my hands and read.

In that moment the song and the quote aligned the two worlds I speak of – my physical world and my spiritual world. It hit me profoundly.

I don’t think it is necessary for me to provide a lot more commentary . . .