Seasons: Fury or Bliss?

Let us love winter, for it is the spring of genius.  ~Pietro Aretino

Watching the fury of the snowfall today reminds me of a post that came to me the other day while walking to the store.

It was a sunny springlike day.  The sun was warm and the snow was melting.. I could even hear the sounds of the birds whom had awakened from their winter nap.  All of a sudden, I noticed a paper cup on the ground, then a food wrapper..  Further down, there was a McDonald’s fry container swimming in a puddle of ancient snow water.. When I thought to myself:  “God.. people can’t wait to throw their stuff away in the garbage”  I mean, there are garbage cans every few blocks.

Then it dawned on me.  We do this.. We do this in our lives.  We take garbage and throw it at ourselves, or we let others throw their garbage at us and we take it!

So I started going through the seasons and saw the seasons as a spiraling cycle of growth a continuum of sorts…  As I walked.. This inspiration came:

Summertime… A time for sun and fun, we are enjoying the outdoors.. swimming, camping enjoying those warm summer evenings under the stars.. However, summer is also a time of great energy and vacation.. We may ignore certain things which need to be done for the pleasure of fun!  This is a good thing.. however, things may pile up in summer… So think of your soul as summer.  Which part of summer are you in?

For example, you are not well, the energy is low and maybe you are in a bad relationship.. During the summer you may allow things like insults, or drama to clutter your life, and close your eyes to things that you love.. art, play and put off the important things like health, meditation or reading.. Maybe you stopped paying the bills, and your finances are in shambles.. but its summer right! We can take care of that later.

Bittersweet October.  The mellow, messy, leaf-kicking, perfect pause between the opposing miseries of summer and winter.  ~Carol Bishop Hipps

Then fall arrives, the leaves start falling.. and clutter the ground.. It can be a beautiful time.. a time of nostalgia and beauty.. yet, it can also be the time the veil starts to drop and it is gets darker.. Things begin to get covered up.. we slowly lose sight of the garbage due to the wet leaves .. Some will relish in picking up these leaves and jump in them.. some will ignore they are there, continue on their path and let them crunch under their feet.

As, November arrives, and the snow starts falling.. more and more garbage is hidden.. and full into January.. the garbage is lost in a mound of snow.  (Now this analogy works well in Northern parts of the world, however, I think those south can get the gist)…. When something is hidden, it is never forgotten.  It remains in the back of our minds.. and it becomes clutter.. The bills still need to get paid (are they piling up?)  your needs still need to be met (are you listening to what you want?) When is the last time you visited the doctor?

Snow storms, can represent a fun time, however, for those who are cluttered with day-to-day things and depression.. snow storms can represent the drama and anxiety we can experience, if, we do not tend to what is underneath.  Our spirits talk to us in various ways, dreams, for example, are sending us messages that something may be wrong.  We tend to dream often in the winter of our lives and they will never let you forget what you need and want in your life… Pay attention to the signs and symbols coming into your life..

Then we get to the point of thawing out.. That is when we discover our clutter.. Its been there all along, lining the virtues of our soul.. Reminding us its time to clean up.. de-clutter.. Rid ourselves of the drama we have created.  Releasing the stories we’ve been telling ourselves.

It’s spring fever.  That is what the name of it is.  And when you’ve got it, you want – oh, you don’t quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so!  ~Mark Twain

Springtime! A time of rebirth… growth.. love!  So.. we pick up our shovels or pens and clean up.  We may write in our diaries, and shed a relationship or two.  In every authentic way possible, we clean up to simplify.   The veil is lifted and we feel whole again.

However, while the veil is lifting, sometimes it is hard to look at the truth.  Be kind to yourself in spring.  First face the garbage, and with baby steps.. slowly clean it up.. piece by piece.. and let the Universe take care of the rest.  Hibernation is over, and the process has begun.  Healing is occurring as we speak!

Coming into May.. the flowers bloom, and have room to grow.. because we groomed the soil.. shed some light and watered our dreams.

Summer is full of love again!! Eyes are opened, souls are blooming! This time.. fall is for harvesting and winter is for cocooning and as the seasons continue to circle.. the cycles are easier and easier…

In reality.. This is my story.. it may be yours too.. Yet as the seasons pass,  I realise I am whole and worthy.  No more garbage.  Yet, when I see it pile up.. I know when its time to de-clutter.  Its a cycle which will never end, however, it gets easier every single year.


Summer Camp

There is something very special about being away from your parents for the first time, sleeping under the stars, hiking and canoeing.
Jami Gertz quotes

I have never been to summer camp.. Well with the exception of going for a week with my whole grade six class, however, I do not count that experience as a major event in my life. Both my children have gone to camp, my daughter has stopped, however, my son has the Camp Bug, and looks forward to going every year.

William, now 12, aspires to be a camp counsellor in 4 years, so this will be his last year as a regular camper, next year he will be a CIT (counsellor in training). Usually, our family receives a scholarship and help from family to get William there, however, this year the scholarship is not available. Therefore, we need to look outside our circle of friends and fam for help.

It is such a great experience for Wil to go to Camp Amy Molson. Many underprivileged children go there, and he feels like a guide to these kids since he is older now. My son is ADHD, thus the reason he was getting a scholarship.. The respite used to be for ME and not him! Yet now its all for him! I miss him when he goes to camp. If you go a year back into my posts, you can see some of the things William has gone through.. It has been tough for him. So going to camp is a vacation away from me and all the “Do this William do that” and “William!! Did you break that glass?” “William focus!” “William get to bed.. Brush your teeth… pick that up!” Because we constantly try to help him concentrate on the task at hand, especially during the school year!

So, with help from all of you, even if it is just in prayer, we can help make my son’s dream come true. Maybe he will even be able to go to 2 sessions this year, who knows?…

If you want to help you may use the ChipIn page or just send me an email at: or go to his Facebook Page The Camp Experience

With love