Grey skies in winter make me feel still and look inwardly. Today, the Triodion opens and Lent starts to creep into our lives. I love that. I am so grateful for Lent because it opens the door of my heart which somehow Summer fun and Christmas festivities close, or rather becomes clogged with the things that are not ssential. The Church cycle is so wise in that it reflects the natural cycle. Somehow, I am most ready to listen in the still of winter and look for the new life of Spring and Pascha. One is the door to the other. Like the rooster that shows the morning, there is no time between the crowing of the morning and the morning. The herald is the sign that it is already.
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Already
Grey skies in winter make me feel still and look inwardly. Today, the Triodion opens and Lent starts to creep into our lives. I love that. I am so grateful for Lent because it opens the door of my heart which somehow Summer fun and Christmas festivities close, or rather becomes clogged with the things that are not ssential. The Church cycle is so wise in that it reflects the natural cycle. Somehow, I am most ready to listen in the still of winter and look for the new life of Spring and Pascha. One is the door to the other. Like the rooster that shows the morning, there is no time between the crowing of the morning and the morning. The herald is the sign that it is already.
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