Good snowy Morning to all!!
Living in Cleveland, it seems like we go from summer to winter in one day...
Winter is ...a time of rest and reflection...
It's always a struggle to embrace Winter.
We try to keep going with our same routines, fighting the elements, trying to literally plough through to Spring...
Winter is purposeful, it is like a Death process, a finishing of the year, putting many things to rest, and allowing for the sleep of hibernation to allow us to rest and create.
Winter, in the Native American tradition, is governed by Buffalo; representing wisdom and abundance. A time of listening for the guidance, reflection and purpose, resting, and planning for Spring; a time to bring all of our new ideas into the physical world.
It is about hibernation, or death-without dying.
It is a time of gratitude and returning that gratitude with selfless giving.
Buffalos can find food when many other animals cannot because they can move the snow with their massive head and shoulders to look for shoots and grasses; allowing other animals to eat also.
Buffalo signals a time of giving when times are scarce, sharing what we have so we may all endure this time of scarcity.
By being more cyclical, and using the seasons with purpose, we can create a more peaceful existence.. Also eating seasonally, will help us to fight illness, fatigue and depression..
Embrace your cave, don't over schedule, be grateful for the year past, and grateful to those who have been part of this years journey.
Be grateful for the lessons learned and the messengers who delivered then.
Find reasons to stay in or visit with friends and family, start a game night or a pot luck evening, find time to volunteer.. and create some new Winter traditions.
Here is the thought for the day
You have noticed that everything as Indian does is in a circle, and that is because the Power of the World always works in circles, and everything tries to be round.....
You have noticed that everything as Indian does is in a circle, and that is because the Power of the World always works in circles, and everything tries to be round.....
The Sky is round, and I have heard that the earth is round like a ball, and so are all the stars.
The wind, in its greatest power, whirls.
Birds make their nest in circles, for theirs is the same religion as ours....
Even the seasons form a great circle in their changing, and always come back again to where they were.
Even the seasons form a great circle in their changing, and always come back again to where they were.
The life of a man is a circle from childhood to childhood, and so it is in everything where power moves.
Black Elk Oglala Sioux Holy Man 1863-1950
Namaste,
Marianne Goldweber
Marianne Goldweber
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