Winter earns its capital

thinking of you - December 17, 2013m
 

To me, the names of the seasons should always begin with a capital letter—Winter, Spring, Summer, and Autumn.

It’s a matter of respect…

…respect for the essence—the special presence—of every season.

Technically speaking, Winter begins on December 21.  But many of us are already feeling the presence of Winter…

Where I live, the gray sky hung heavy last week; the sleet had teeth.  So, for a couple of days, I burrowed down into the safety of my cubby hole…

I was being practical, of course.  But on a deeper level, I was beginning to feel the weight of Winter…the darkness.

At such times, Winter can seem so merciless.  Winter doesn’t give a damn about our hardship.  Winter doesn’t seem to care if we live or die.

But to curse it would be to reject life.  So instead, I try to embrace Winter—after all, I can’t really hide from it.

Saturday morning, I crawled from my cubby hole, stepped outside into a slashing icy-wet wind, and plowed ahead.  I met Winter’s challenge…

…but with a sense of humility.  The force of Winter always reigns supreme.

I don’t see Winter as some type of pagan god.  Nonetheless, it’s still alive for me—not just as a presence outside me, but as presence inside me as well—not just creeping into my bones, but also creeping into the marrow of my soul.

Perhaps, Winter evokes what is always within me, but often hidden—something easily forgotten in the glare of Summer.

So maybe my Winter is a god—just not an anthropomorphic one.

It’s a part of me, yet apart from me.  A paradox.

To my mind, such a presence, such an essence, such a wonderful paradox truly deserves a capital letter—a big “W”—at the start of its name.
 

© 2013, Michael R. Patton
just another literary tome

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About Michael Patton

I am a poet, novelist, essayist, cartoonist, graphic artist, peace miller, new mythologist, and fledgling world citizen.... I grew up in Northwest Arkansas and have lived and worked all over the United States.... I'm self-taught, for the most part--which is like searching for the right door in the dark. It's an on-going process.... I don't want to write MY story, I want OUR story, so that's what I'm studying: the human story: past, present, future, in its many aspects--including the spiritual. I'm proceeding at a slow crawl.... I don't see the inner world and outer world as separate. By learning about myself, I learn about others, I learn about my world.... Conversely, as I struggle to understand what I see OUT THERE, I learn about myself.... But to be clear: I don't claim any special understanding. I'm still purblind, still only half-awake.... After frustrating experience with the publisher of my first novel, I've published on my own, beginning with e-books, with plans to move into print and audio. Even video.... Along with a second novel, I've now published eight books of poetry. Each poetry book focuses on a theme. For instance, the collection GLORIOUS TEDIOUS TRANSFORMATION is about the slow difficult wonderful process of change.... In that book, as with all my work, I try to be accessible to a general audience, while also striving to achieve a certain literary quality.
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