tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1916523607533787507.post5612716336351967064..comments2022-10-09T19:55:56.658-05:00Comments on Wildspell: The singing cardinal of winterWyld Oakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07724169384339460086noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1916523607533787507.post-37158413117722578812014-02-25T21:41:17.849-06:002014-02-25T21:41:17.849-06:00I know what you mean...like what Reifyn commented ...I know what you mean...like what Reifyn commented above, how our culture tries to control nature and make every season the same, and doesn't make accommodations for the needs of our animal bodies--to sleep until it is light, to move rather than sit in some unnatural position for hours at a time, to have seasons of quiet to balance the seasons of growth and activity. It is like a wall between us and the natural world and I respect your efforts to stay in integrity with the seasonal and daily cycles. It's how I want to live, too. Wyld Oakhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07724169384339460086noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1916523607533787507.post-50128018250778952132014-02-25T21:34:55.493-06:002014-02-25T21:34:55.493-06:00Thank you, Raquel. <3Thank you, Raquel. <3Wyld Oakhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07724169384339460086noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1916523607533787507.post-70430141394067388572014-02-25T21:34:09.514-06:002014-02-25T21:34:09.514-06:00I am imagining it, Reifyn. Powerful teachers all a...I am imagining it, Reifyn. Powerful teachers all around, luckily they are patient with us and will wait for years for us to finally be ready to learn. :)Wyld Oakhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07724169384339460086noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1916523607533787507.post-6279871452315868852014-02-24T12:15:59.790-06:002014-02-24T12:15:59.790-06:00This got me thinking about what Clarissa Pinkola E...This got me thinking about what Clarissa Pinkola Estes says... mountains were made by earthquakes. It has been a challenging winter, and that sounds like a deep frost line, yikes. What's harder for me than winter, is that our culture doesn't allow me to go as fully into the dreaming time as I need to. I often feel in conflict with the urge to hibernate and the cultural demands that remain the same through the seasons. I do my best to guard my winter quiet with a vengance, but it isn't always possible. Valeriannahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02621130622153365184noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1916523607533787507.post-3757165835654571702014-02-24T07:30:38.419-06:002014-02-24T07:30:38.419-06:00Such perfection, Carmine. This is so what I needed...Such perfection, Carmine. This is so what I needed today.<br />Winter is hard.<br />What winter brings is hard.<br />Not just the physical difficulty, but the introspection of hibernation. <br />Kali sings in the winter, I think.<br />I'm going to read your post again now!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08397400242153470523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1916523607533787507.post-39046409277840965222014-02-24T06:19:58.431-06:002014-02-24T06:19:58.431-06:00There’s what looks like a little cardinal on your ...There’s what looks like a little cardinal on your header pic. I have always loved those birds in winter, because I used to see them in a snowy landscape when I was a child; a bit of red in the white world. Yes, the climate is very different nowadays; and we’ve got to accept it as there’s no place to go to get away from it. I just woke up & it’s so hot & dry in here: that’s this winter for me: hot and dry. I’m glad if you’re able to be present now—I wish I were doing that, but I’m thinking about other places and putting a notice up on the notice-board of the universe that I need to move someplace more hospitable and healthier and with a ‘real’ winter, with snow & icicles. People think I’m crazy as I want to move up north. Maybe I am. But my ancestors come from the Great White North, so I’m losing out on the energies derived from the cold. <br />I’m being reminded now more than ever that if we don’t constantly maintain the way humans have chosen to live, things fall apart as quickly as the pavements you describe. The other creatures just live & die day-to-day, but we have to control everything… imagine being like them, just living for one day at a time and seeking what we need each day, instead of some vague dependence on electrics & city water supplies. Well, I wish I could change it all right now—but I don’t have to: I know that nature is changing things for us, whether we like it or not, and that it will alter our sense of reality, which I think as something that may allow us the possibility to change and grow. But hardships are the most powerful teachers I’ve ever had; I hope for the best.Reifynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14346573496969586088noreply@blogger.com