Do you have voicemail on your phone? Do you see that calls come in and think to yourself, “Yeah, I’ll get around to returning that call, one of these days” then, you get to the end of the week, month, or year and you never got around to it?
December! The very mention of the word can strike fear into the hearts and minds of millions. Why? Because people dread having to see the end to a year in which they promised to accomplish all those things that they said they’d accomplish all those years past. Fiddle sticks, I say! December is getting a bad rap and I believe it’s about time we give December a break.
As a child, in our home, November always brought great excitement. There was a great holiday feast, for which to prepare. On Thanksgiving Day, itself, downtown Detroit, held their magnificent Santa parade to welcome the jolly elf to our fair City. There were floats and music, balloons and lots of excited children there with their fathers while their mothers stayed home to start the dinner. We’d shiver in our winter togs, holding steaming cups of hot chocolate and feeling our little faces freeze bright red. It only got better when we would put up our Christmas tree, the day after Thanksgiving! Ah yes, December may be the month of Christmas but for us, November was the start of it all!
Sitting here looking out my window, got me to pondering about how much things change and how little things change. The leaves are changing, it’s autumn now. Autumn, like all the other seasons, is a wonderful time of year. It represents yet another transition and yet it is similar to every other autumn. Seasons flow from one to another, like water.
October has such a warm energy. The leaves on many of our trees turn from familiar shades of green to a rainbow of blazing red hues. Apple cider mills are active selling jugs of pressed, sweet liquid, donuts and pumpkins. And don’t forget the hay rides. We wrap ourselves in thicker clothing not only when we go outside but inside our homes, in the hopes of staving off the inevitable need to crank on the furnace.
On August 30, 2017, Louise L. Hay made her transition from the physical world into spirit. To many, this will mean nothing, for some, this will take their breath away as they saw Louise a guru. For me, this is bittersweet news as I believe Louise Hay lived as there was no such thing as death; death of the spirit that is. The only thing that could harm our spiritual selves, would be ourselves. She found that by using love to bolster our energy, we could free our spirits to soar! So, the woman who shared the story of her embattled physical existence though her writings, most notably, You Can Heal Your Life, carries on her enthusiastic work unencumbered by a physical body.
The “magic” of summer is upon us! Here, in the month of August, people are engaging in all sorts of outdoor activities such as picnics, water sports and that great, American past time, baseball. They are truly appreciating the opportunity to be “one” with their joys.
There are two kinds of people in the world; those who wait for something to happen, and those who make things happen. My wife Kathleen is definitely the latter. She is one of those people that go on and on and on, until the day the magic happens.
Consider the colors of a flame. Red, white and blue. We think that fire is merely red, but we can see so many other colors within the flame that we use terms such as “white hot” or “blue flame.” Is it any wonder why the colors red, white and blue are used to symbolize patriotism here in the United States? Passion burns high in the hearts of those who feel grateful to live in what they believe to be the greatest country in the world!
While January signifies the beginning of the Gregorian calendar year, there by setting us up for new beginnings, June is no slouch in that department. Many people will wed in June, starting new lives. Many students will graduate from school and find themselves standing on the threshold of a world of possibilities. And there is always that seasonal change thing. Depending upon which hemisphere you reside, you are welcoming either summer or winter this month.
May is such a wonderful month. Warm days start to appear, nature is beginning to burst with colour and the bugs haven’t come out to play yet. I can’t imagine a better month in the year. Peter and I have begun talking about camping trips and holidays, we’ve started planting our flowers and veggies in our garden and we’ve started hiking. May is like the gate way to summer and it feels so good to breathe in the warm air and soak up some sun.
It’s been quite the Spring, thus far in my part of the world. We have seen tropical storm worthy winds, knocking out the power to hundreds of thousands of people for at least a week. The temperatures have been so cold that the trees and flowering bushes were timid about budding and blooming. Finally, it appears that the tide is turning and we are in full rebirth.
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April always makes me think of little children in raincoats and rubber boots, holding their umbrella’s and walking through rain puddles. It also makes me think of baby bunnies, jelly beans and Easter egg hunts. It really is a cute time of year filled with tender pastel colours, the new and fresh part of the year invites us all to consider where we are going and what we want to grow through this year. While there are opportunities to contemplate our lives at every point in the year, the early spring is one of the best as it suggests a freshness other parts of the year are missing.