The sun is streaming in through the kitchen window and dining room sliding doors. The dishwasher is chugging away, Ringo, the canary is singing his operatic best, and the dogs are snoring on the loveseat in the family room. More seed catalogs arrived in the mail yesterday, so I am poring over them with glee, excitedly planning the gardens of my dreams. I hear Mother Earth calling to me, even though there are still weeks to go before we can enjoy the outside without parkas and boots.
As a Wiccan, I appreciate every single day of every single season. There is always, always something magickal to be found even on the worst weather days. It just takes a simple step to live in the moment, this moment and be awed by the smallest example of Nature's beauty. The little sparrows jumping around the feeders, the snow sparkling like diamonds in the sun, that cold crisp smell of winter. Winter sunrises and sunsets are profound. A moment spent communing with the Lord and Lady while watching the flames in the fireplace dance and crackle.
No need for expensive "toys" and gadgets when Nature is there at any given moment to enjoy, savor and enchant. What a beautiful life, even during dire times with unrest in the world, and all the other negative events that go on day to day in our hectic life. There is always a place for peace waiting with Mother Earth and all the glories of the Universe.