Say Who Turned On the Light?
Ah the shortest day of daylight in the year has now come and gone. Are we to make light of this transition? Neigh! Nay I say this is a time not to be taken lightly.
I realize if you live in an area of the earth that is ablaze of summer, or if you are at the equator that the shortest day of daylight has come and gone is no big deal, but for those of us who are noticeably loosing and gaining light phases – this is a very big deal.
It puts hope right up there on the big screen.
Now with 31 days of grey skies and rain in the month of January to come, we have been given the idea that spring and summer will be happening. We are not doomed and the earth will not be purged of all life forms and there will be a light show in production for even longer and longer periods above the vast overcast.
If you doubt this hope just take a plane trip and rise above the blockage and witness the sunrise over the Cascade peaks and the glory of the bright horizon. By all means do not despair – rejoice!
Nurture this ray of hope and be this little light of mine – rally the troops and sing with full volume in praise and pay acute attention.
Turn up the music until you just must dance and then dance, stomp and glorify the light. Entice the light to break through the fog and blow the clouds away,…… and when you least expect it a week of all day sunshine will release you from winter’s gloom and cold, crisp frozen sunshine will delight your spirit. You will find yourself out weeding in the garden.
Prepare ye the way of the darkness and the inclement weather, get a good book light and fill the insides with florescent compact bulbs. Draw your memories to attention and splash them on a sheet of paper.
Study the seed catalogues with great diligence and longing. Hope that the squirrels did not unearth and destroy all the daffodils indulged into the fall soils. Mend the harnesses and change the oil; give a salute to the antifreeze.
Pull the curtains closed now and pretend that we are longer blest at this moment. Prepare ye the cocoon of your growth and rest. For we are well aware that the light shall return, we will be revealed in our full glory and hopefully able to get into our shorts, t-shirt and swim gear. Ah, let there be light shining in the gym even on the darkest of days. For we have hope – our light grows stronger until it will warmly shine forth and bloom.
What are you planting and planning?
Some good survival stories to share?
What are your best strategies for keeping your emotions from becoming SAD?