Old Man Winter

On the weekend, North Wind blew his merciless, clearly cold message... Winter is on its way. Although Sun spread his light and rays from a cloudless sky, Wind shouted and stormed, warning me about the cold weather that was not far away. Leaves spun and danced through the air, leaving branches looking bare and forlorn, stark and black against the horizon.

And indeed, for the last two mornings, the temperature has dropped to a shivery -7 C. Outside, everything has a skim of white, sparkly frost, foretelling snow and ice in the near future. Driving becomes difficult, if vehicles are not in a garage. Yesterday morning, I attempted to drive to town, and discovered that I had no ice scraper in the truck. A credit card was put to good use shaving ribbons of frost from the windows.

I missed a few places I could not reach; it turned out these places were fairly crucial for driving. Blind spots abounded. I had to stop, and scrape the windows in a more satisfactory manner. Winter, with its attendant ice and snow, is not the time for laziness. A quick slash over the frost covered windows was not enough, yesterday morning. It was wiser to be cautious.

That's the message North Wind was giving me, when he blew the herald of Old Man Winter's parade. The self-expression of the North Wind is Logic and Wisdom. The Element of Air/Wind, that blew so ferociously for two days, was telling me to keep my mind active and clear, to work with my intuition, applying the dreaded Logic...and most of all for me, applying Wisdom.

But we live on a crossroad. Wind tunnels in from the North and the East. At times over the last few days, Wind blew from the NorthEast...

NorthEast Wind, from the website The Wild Rose, told me, in no uncertain terms, to re-member that I am the designer of my life's priorities. He gave me a challenge...I was to remember my set goals. I was to make decisions and choices, based on those resolutions and options I had already chosen.

He screeched at me, enveloping me with the warning that when I do not support those chosen goals, I am out of contact. With myself, my Sacred Image. I then resist, using negative behavior to fight back, with self-sabotage, procrastination and yes, laziness. Then I fail...all because I have forgotten my set priorities.

He also reminded me that when I align my goals with the yearnings of my Heart, Mind, Body, Soul and Spirit, I am at peace. I am aware and focussed, awake and impeccable. I am in balance and harmony within and without.

Wind was not just blowing in Old Man Winter...there were many whispers he sent to my soul when he blew from the North and the East. Reminders of the path I chose to follow, reminders of how good I feel when I walk that path with ease and peace.

And how badly I feel, when I forget my set goals.

Old Man Winter is breathing his icy, clear breath over the landscape this day. And along with North and East Wind, the cold Air once more sharpens my resolve.