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Tuesday
Feb022010

hello february.

 

You have snuck up on me dear February, and you have come in with the whispers of blue skies in the midst of the drip drip dripping grey. My mind has been swirling so much lately...with so much joy but yet also confusion and hope and fear and longing. This is life. Yes. This is where I am on my path.
  

Today, after sleeping just a few hours last night, the grey threatened to pitch a tent inside me as the longing for a friend here in this town, a quick drive away, and spending time with someone who gets me mingled with the sleepy silly thoughts of someone who needs a nap. But then when Millie insisted we head outside, I noticed you February.
 

I noticed your promise of spring. Yes. Spring always returns. Always. No matter the fears, grief, the road behind. Spring always returns. And even though we live in to a place that entertains grey for a few months of the year, we live in a place where you, February, where you bring hope in the midst of the grey.
 

And hope seems like a pretty good place to pitch a tent these days...
Care to join me?

Reader Comments (6)

pitching a tent with hope? count me in. i love camping. and i love hope! and truly, February brings it. so here's to tents, and hope, and confusion and fear and longing and most of all, joy. and to February.....

February 2, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterAmy

We are so clearly in the same head space ~ I'm camping out with you :)

February 3, 2010 | Unregistered Commenterbella

Can it be a tent like this one?
http://www.peoplelovepresents.com/presents/cath-kidston-tent
It smells like hope in there, I'm sure of it. I'll bring cookies. And strawberries.
oxoxox

February 3, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterStephanie Lee

You have green shoots of spring already? Sigh.

February 3, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterJenna/The Word Cellar

wow you can make simple things look so beautiful... I so wish we had be present retreats in New Zealand, they look like just what I need.

February 4, 2010 | Unregistered Commenterkatherine Quinn

Pitching a tent with hope?...Does that include moving house.
I call it moving home, because where I live is more about how I live...It is so important to me, to have peace and stillness, and things around me that resonate love and beauty. I am filled with hope right now that I have done the right thing, and that I will find a home where I am going, just like the one I have had in terms of how I feel living there?
xxx

February 4, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterJulia Dean

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