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Poetry and Humming

She had promised herself that she would never complain about the cold again
after the stiflingly hot summer!

The first step was to think of all the gorgeous things about the colder months of the year.
She thought about log fires and the aroma of apples cooking!
Well, a log fire isn't always available, 
how about a snug warm blanket wrapped around the legs
and a good book?

She read:
"So much of our lives takes place in our heads - in memory or imagination
in speculation or interpretation - 
that sometimes I feel that I can best change my life
by changing the way I look at it."
Pico Iyer

A steaming mug of something hot
So comforting as we read.


A snatch of poetry to enhance the day:

"October"
"O hushed October morning mild
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
Tomorrow's wind, if it be wild,
Should waste them all.

Release one leaf at break of day;
At noon release another leaf;
One from our trees, one far away."

An excerpt by Robert Frost


She looked up at the candle to let the words roam around inside her
and find a resting place within.

Crochet
Such a rewarding and creative passion
and perfect for the cooler months.
She loved to create new things and make gifts for others.

Her children were grown now.
She had done her best to give them a happy childhood
and to guide them into becoming autonomous.
She had wanted to be the mother that she had never had.
Her dad had been her role model and she knew he had done his very best.
She remembered how he often went about his daily occupations humming to himself!
She realized that she did the same!

Humming
what a wonderful word!
It tickles your lips and resonates within
creating happiness inside.
It's definitely a mood enhancer!

What about winter cooking?

She loved to create wholesome soups and anything at all made with apples


She looked up from where she was sitting at a slice of blue sky she could see.
She felt content and snug with the wind howling outside.

She thought about poetry and humming
and these words she'd read in Winnie the Pooh:

"Poetry and hums
aren't things which you get,
they're things which get you.
And all you can do is go where they find you."

Perfect!
She said to herself.
Everyone should hum at least once to try it out,
and she realized that she was doing it again
and it made her giggle!


The Child Within

Years later, they would remember this moment,

The two children sat on a rock near the lake's edge
 looking through the curtain of overhanging branches of a weeping willow.

The sparkles on the water in the late afternoon sun held their gaze.
The little boy and his big sister had been playing
and now they sat quietly together without speaking,
seeming content to observe and take in their surroundings.

The children's grandmother was sitting a little further away, 
keeping a watchful eye.

When I see scenes like this, I enter into the world of childhood again
and see life through a child's eyes, remembering the feeling
 and how each day was a new adventure to be embraced with enthusiasm.

I believe that within each  and every one of us,
there is a small child ready to be amazed by each tiny detail of life.

We all hold within us the capacity to live fully in the moment, 
where time stands still and thought-forms pass like fluffy clouds in the sky
and dissolve into nothingness.

Nothingness is sometimes the perfect state to be in.
What do you think?