Awaken to the mystery...

"Awaken to the mystery of being here, and enter the quiet immensity of your own presence.  

May all that is unforgiven in you be released.

May all that is unlived in you blossom into a future graced with love."

  (~John O'Donahue~)

Seasons on the Escanaba River

SPRING

SUMMER

AUTUMN

WINTER

Sacred Grove - Winter

I miss you Daddy....

 

"Oh, there will come a day, a twilight,

when I shall sink to rest

in deep wet moss and cool blue shadows

upon a mountain's breast.

And yield a body torn with passions

and bruised with earthly scars,

to the cool oblivion of evening

of solitude and stars."

(~Lew Sarett~)

Nature Awareness Journal #3

 I love the four seasons and winter has always held a special place in my heart ever since I was a young kid building snow forts and claiming victory over the ever growing mountain of snow at the end of our driveway... courtesy of the Green Bay City snowplows, of course.

 
The earth is resting now in its peaceful and well-deserved slumber, but the world has not gone entirely dormant…birds still visit my yard and find shelter in the pine trees and nourishment at the feeders I keep filled for them year round.  Deer and rabbit tracks lead me along meandering and diverging paths and I find that the woods are at their best during these cold and snowy months.  Places that were inaccessible to me in the summer and fall have let down their guard now that there is a foot or more of snow covering the ground.  I can hear the wind coming from miles away and I brace myself for it—my arms open wide, waiting in eager anticipation for the frigid blast of rushing air to wash over and through me.