Is it possible that I missed it all? This year's spring and summer and fall? Where have I been while the seasons have happened?
Today - the skies are a shade of ominous grey. The winds are blowing. Many of the trees have been rendered leafless and bare. The promised early snow - momentarily blanketed the ground in white. A reminder and forewarning as to what will soon be coming.
I admired her courage and confidence. I admired her ability to maintain her balance and focus. I admired how she perched herself there - immovable and still - while all around her was madly spinning.
Nothing deterred or distracted her. Not even the blowing winds ruffled her feathers. Not even the rain. Not even the snow.
And - here I am. On the threshold and beginnings of another winter.
I'm ready to returrn from wherever I've been. I'm ready to be present for this. For this grey...this wet...this moment's wonder.
I'm beginning this month with this new intention. If she can do it - balancing while perched precariously up there so high and so close to the sky.
If she can do it - so can I.