This is a big week with lots of milestones. Not just in terms of our earthly rotation – as the end of fall almost unnoticeably glides into winter – but also worldly events on the national, political arena, the beginning of winter break, the breaking up and dispersal of friends, and the challenge of so many new unknowns, looming on the horizon. And, so many other smaller moving pieces that somehow need to fall into place somewhere – to fit into the grand plan… For all the shifts, turns, and existential wiggles, there seems to be a certain sense of calm out there – an odd sense of quiet purpose. Rarely in my life have I been more frustrated with the collective world around me. And yet, there is that Thing – that feeling that now is the time. Time to focus, time to straighten up, time to get my shit together, time to display some steely determination.
The photo is from my stay in Sweden last winter. It’s actually a color photograph, even though it hardly appears that way. It quite beautifully represents this aura of anticipation – come what may. And although the colors are in there, they are barely perceptible in the cold light of a winter afternoon. Rest assured, the colors are there, and will return – just as the collective souls of a sucker-punched nation will eventually rise, brush off the humiliation, and mobilize for change. I and everyone else, will have to focus on that life-giving light, and seek inspiration in its colors. Every color know to man and beast coexist peacefully in that ball of incandescent gas. Let’s mirror that grace down here below, too. Do it! Focus on that light. If together we do, winter will eventually turn to spring again.