In Idaho, time stands still in January and gives us a moment
to pause and wish. We pause to rest from
the holidays past. The Halloween, Thanksgiving,
Christmas and New Years that rushed by and pushed us ever forward towards the
next activity, the next gathering, the next party, until it all stopped on
January first. The snow began to fall
faster, the cold locked its doors, the silence of white-blanketed fields and
hillsides covered us in peace. And we paused…
January crawls by slowly, forcing us to slow
down and remember what life is really about; brief moments for the quiet visit,
the empty rooms, the constant of our own company within the quiet of our minds;
a time to reminisce, to remember what is past and make peace before moving on. It is a time to renew and regroup for the
year ahead with new strength and determination. The time to enjoy the beauty
winter brings when boughs are covered in white fluff, weighed down with
brilliant ice and the abundant fields are untrammeled, tempting us to play. It is a time to long for spring and, most of
all, a time for wishing…
We wish for the spent summer, when trees were green and
winds were warm, when roads were clear of snow and ice, when the sun shown every
day and kissed our body with its joy. We long for the freedom of the soft
breeze and the delicious scent of roses. And in our longing, we rejoice with
appreciation for what is past and anticipate what looms ahead because we know
what is coming, what will be here shortly.
January becomes the month of dreams
and plans for the future, the most important month of the year.
©2013 Linda Gatewood
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