i was out chipping ice this bright march morning, thinking that i am SICK of winter and its deathgrip....
spring cannot come soon enough ( not just the official start date, but the upcoming mud season and beyond).... i havent seen grass since november! or leaves on a tree! the only unfrozen water outside is in the tiny birdbath i keep heated for the birds that overwinter!
somewhere in this meander it occurred to me that winter in the upper midwest is a lot like life in " the truth" for one, who like myself, was "persuaded" to believe
that first crisp indication of winter that comes in the later parts of autumn is sooo refreshing... in fact it is downright invigorating! and that first real snowfall that blankets the earth as far as one can see covers everything with a uniform beauty... it truly is breathtaking
for a period of time we are blinded by that beauty to the grim reality that it also grinds to a halt all manner of activity and suspends growth!! each successive dump of snow adds increasing workloads of repitious and back breaking labour to clear a path to get through to even the simplest mundane day to day activities
it is like the intellectual dormancy that is necessary to adhere to the tenets of the teachings of the b0rg..... life in the WTBTS is like a long and seemingly endless bitter winter.....what once was so lovely becomes nothing but a burdensome drudgery of just trying to get through the day, never mind the season
re-emergence is akin to chipping ice and slogging thru rivers of mud with the enduring hope in the inevitablity of new growth and "genuine" new light that warms and nourishes the reality that what life is to be is largely up to us..... not some collective of soulless and encroaching ice floes that are frozen in a mindset of corporate greed and avarice and increasing and intrusive control of people's lives.....
dont worry, mates.... cabin fever is not contagious