Friday, November 04, 2016

Friday Ramble - Eleven Years On

On the first Sunday in November, time will dance backward an hour in the little blue house in the village, and Daylight Saving Time will wave goodbye until next year. This week marks eleven years of blogging, eleven straight years of logging on here in the morning, posting an image or two (sometimes three) and perhaps muttering along for a few paragraphs. There are still moments when I can't believe I had the audacity to set this e-journal up in the first place, let alone do the blogging thing faithfully for eleven years in a row.

These are my my vägmärken (road marks), my morning or artist pages, and they will probably remain pretty much as they are in the coming year. There may be a bit of font and banner tinkering now and again, but that is as far as it goes. I don't foresee any significant changes to this place, and I expect life will simply go on as it has been doing so far.

We will continue to meander along at our own pace, watching morning fogs enfold the eastern Ontario highlands and oak leaves rain like honey in the autumn woods, feast our eyes on skies alight with winter stars, on the sun going down like a ball of fire over Dalhousie Lake at the trailing edge of the year. This year's serious health "stuff" and my present aggressive chemo therapy notwithstanding, it's grand to be here and all wrapped up in what we call simply, "the Great Round".  Some days are more difficult than others, but every morning, the small adventures of our journeying will continue to make their way here and get spilled out on the computer screen with a bad photo and a whole rucksack of wonder. The incandescent Mary Oliver says it best:

The years to come – this is a promise –
will grant you ample time

to try the difficult steps in the empire of thought
where you seek for the shining proofs you think you must have.

But nothing you ever understand will be sweeter, or more binding,
than this deep affinity between your eyes and the world.
(excerpt from Terns)

In another poem, she wrote that sometimes one needs only to stand wherever she is to be blessed, something I try to remember. Thank you for your kind thoughts and healing energies, for your cards and letters, for journeying along with me this year. You are treasured more than you can ever know.

11 comments:

Tabor said...

Lovely and glad you will be there to bring more beauty in years to come.

Wendi said...

And you are treasured more than you will ever know, Cate. Thank you for showing up every morning and adding to the quality of my life with your lovely photos, your wit and wisdom.

Jennifer said...

Love and gratitude to you, dear Cate.

Joanna Powell Colbert said...

Sending much love to you, Cate. I am keeping a candle lit for your healing. So glad we connected online all those years ago.

My Journey To Mindfulness said...

Cate
continued
thoughts
and prayers
go your way.
Your words
help this one :)

Mystic Meandering said...

Congratulations on 11 full years of sharing yourself with the blog world :) I think I have been along for 8 or 9. Looking forward to another year, or more, of meandering along with you, treasuring every step as seen through your eyes... And ditto to Wendi - that you too, Cate, are treasured more than you know... and held close to the heart... <3

Elaine K said...

bless you and thank you for all these gifts of words and pictures. heal soon, kind woman.

Kameshwari said...

Dear Cate;

Thank you for showing up here everyday.

Although I do not come to this page everyday, there were many consecutive mornings that brought me to your morning-pages, as if I were attending my most beloved meditations.

I appreciate how others, regulars, can be seen here too. The rhythm and the routine bring a sense of gentleness to my day, in this world.

Blessings.

Pienosole said...

Happy anniversary! Thank you again for your beautiful, joyful and inspiring blog. Sending continued well wishes your way... :-)

Lindsay said...

This is the only blog I read regularly. Thank you for it.

Debbie said...

Smiling warmly because I remember when you started this lovely blog. Warmest congratulations on 11 years! Happy Dances, too!

Continued love and prayers are flowing from here, dearest.

Much love, and big-as-the-prairie-sky hugs,
Debbie Grace
who is Abidin'