I found this visual meditation today when I was thumbing through my journal.

It’s not dated; I think I did it about a month ago.

I actually drew it upside down from the way you see it here. I was sketching tree branches, just to give me something to focus on as a meditation.

Today it looks to me like ice breaking up, probably because a part of me longs for that.

On my walk yesterday, I thought I saw a robin dart across the road. That would have been a minor miracle. I don’t think the robins are due back for another two or three weeks.

The truth is that I don’t want to to rush winter out of here, even if I could.

I grew up in California where there were no obvious seasons, and I have never stopped appreciating the seasons since I moved to Northern Illinois.

I love the seasons, and I especially love the transitions between seasons.

I love the winter mix of fierce and quiet, and then spring growth, calling us out of our caves.

I love summer, when it feels like light and green will never end.

And, then, I love the blanket of yellow, orange, red, gold, and brown in autumn.

I’ve decided that I am going to choose to love the snow while it’s here. The ice will break up soon enough.

Filed under: Being a Reinventer, Adventures of a Reinventer, Lynne's Reinvention Journey on February 24th, 2009