Nothingís happeningÖor so it seems. Itís January and we want instant results. Weíre going to change and we want to be that new and improved person right now. Thatís good because change happens in a moment. You decide and then you change, you take the first step. Motion is created; however some things take time. I couldnít wait for Christmas to be over with this year. Weíve had some family issues to deal with and I just wanted to race to a new time and a new place. Get me out of here! So I ran all out, only to look around and see I hadnít gotten very far. In fact Iíve brought a few more pounds with me.
Sometimes it seems that nothing positive is happening and I think it is because we fail to put on our rose colored glasses. Weíre in the middle of a frigid cold snap and today I ventured outside to walk around the yard, peruse the gardens. I decided in advance that I was going to see something special. I stepped outside and fully expected to be in la, la land and I was. The frozen earth crunched as I walked. I breathed in air that was crisp and clean. My cold January world is a beautiful place. The cabbage and kale are hanging on longer that I expected. The path to the woods still beckons in spite of the lack of green. The jonquils havenít peeked out yet, but I know they are in the process of becoming. I too am in the process of becoming. You canít see it, ok you can see the weight I gained but, you canít see the layers being added to my personality. Itís been a rough few months and Iíve added a layer of patience, my faith layer has thickened, and I am covered with a thick coating of gratitude. Today put on your rose colored glasses and see whatís going on.
is the quietest month in the garden. ... But just because it
looks quiet doesn't mean that
nothing is happening. The soil, open to the sky, absorbs the pure
rainfall while microorganisms convert tilled-under fodder into usable
nutrients for the next crop of plants. The feasting earthworms
tunnel along, aerating the soil and preparing it to welcome the seeds and
bare roots to come."
- Rosalie Muller Wright, Editor of Sunset Magazine, 1/99