Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Never Woulda Thunkit



During my first full winter in Maine, several years ago, we got a good bit of snow on April 1. That was quite a wonder to me.

Well, imagine my surprise when I opened the blinds this morning and saw this scene outside my bedroom window.

Morning greeting (please excuse the window glare)
At first, nothing seemed amiss to my sleepy mind, because I had woken up to such a sight many times this winter. Snow, that is. 

However, it's April 16 -- and all that snow was not there yesterday. Granted, we still had some small, stubborn piles of the white-turned-dirty-black stuff that had been piled up by the snow plow. But that blanket of it was certainly not there.

Furthermore, haven't I been writing about how spring has sprung here???

Needless to say, once my sleepy mind woke up a bit, I realized that it had indeed snowed overnight as a friend said it might. Yesterday my landlord took the winter shovel and bin of melting salt off my deck to put into storage, and we were talking about how we hoped that report of snow was wrong and we'd get rain instead.

Thankfully there's not much of the powdery stuff, and it is melting quickly. I just find it all quite humorous. And, like most Mainers, the thought in my mind is enough already!

Here are a couple more photos of the white stuff, for your viewing pleasure.

View directly out the door

Alas, there's one last snow sweeping to be done this season

What unexpected thing happened in your world today?

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Mo' Taxes














Simply put, I'm in the thick of it.

Overall, the process is going a bit more smoothly than expected. But it's gotta get done, so I better get back to it.

For my fellow Americans, I hope your tax season has gone a bit more smoothly than expected, too. :)

Monday, April 14, 2014

The Leaning Tree and a Lovely Hike


What a lovely surprise it was this morning to get an email from a friend with an invitation to go on a hike. I jumped at the opportunity and worked on getting ready to go.

As I took the munchkin for a walk before leaving, I also pondered what to write about today for the letter L. Right in front of me was what I call the leaning tree. It's my favorite tree on the five-acre property where I live. I sometimes think of the leaning tower of Pisa when I look at it and feel like I have my little own version of it right here in Maine.


The leaning tree, gracing the right side
of the photo


Some of the first hopeful shoots of the year --
at the base of the leaning tree

The hike was fabulous. The sun was shining, and the day offered a temp in the area of 60 degrees. I ended up wearing a winter vest, which was not really needed while hiking but it was definitely appreciated at the windy summit. (I say that somewhat tongue in cheek, because although it was officially called the summit, it was just my kind to attain -- meaning getting there wasn't excessively challenging. It was only a mile or so of a doable incline along a forested path, with the only real challenge being navigating the mud from the snow melt.)

Here's the view from the top, which certainly doesn't do the summit experience justice.



Hope you're having a great Monday!  

Sunday, April 13, 2014

Sunday ... Blues?

Today is technically a day to take a break from blogging during the A to Z challenge, but I'd miss hanging out with y'all if I didn't write something. So, I'll share that it's rainy and somewhat gray here in Maine, giving off a just-chill-out-and-rest vibe.

Alas, there is much to do, including taxes (which, yes, I'm doing at the last minute -- but that likely wouldn't be a surprise to you if you read my JIT post from the other day) and packing (which, surprisingly, I would much rather be doing than taxes).

I'm about to get busy continuing with tax preparation while holding pleasant thoughts of some good, restful breaks throughout the day. We'll see how it goes.

How are you spending your Sunday?

Saturday, April 12, 2014

Kickin' Spring!














Spring has finally arrived in Maine, and it is glorious! The sun is shining, the temp is about 60 degrees and the air smells like someone sprayed that unmistakable spring scent everywhere. I've got the windows and French doors open to create a luxurious cross-breeze -- and I'm wearing a fleece jacket and my Wicked Good LL Bean slippers to be able to enjoy it fully.

Spring is a welcome event to just about everyone, for a variety of wondrous reasons. But for those of us who live in colder climates where winter can last a good bit after spring has officially arrived, coming out of winter hibernation is an event to celebrate indeed.

That, combined with the progress I'm making in terms of preparation for the upcoming move and the calendar rapidly counting down the days toward it, contributes to the feelings of happiness, excitement and anticipation that I just can't seem to shake these days.

What is spring heralding in your neck of the woods?

Friday, April 11, 2014

Just in Time














Like many writers, I'm pretty deadline oriented. That's why, more and more, I find myself writing posts for the A to Z challenge as the clock ticks toward midnight, even though the content has been gestating since I woke up and started thinking about whatever letter happened to be on tap for the day.

That just-in-time quality plays out in interesting ways. Often I'll feel that I really should be doing this or that, based on whatever my mind has determined is the appropriate order of priority, but I'll feel an internal impetus to do something else -- or I'll simply drag my feet about getting said appropriate thing done and engage in some self-chastisement for procrastinating. Again.

Then an awareness comes along in one form or another that makes it clear why I didn't go ahead and do that seemingly appropriate thing when I thought I should. Or I won't discover any sort of why, but after putting off a task for a good bit I'll just go ahead and get it done, without fanfare and rather effortlessly. And yet again it becomes clear that there is an order to things that is not always apparent to my thinking mind, that what appears to be procrastination on my part is sometimes part of a divine delay and that divine timing is always right on time.

Particularly when it involves a deadline.

Thursday, April 10, 2014

Internal Impetuses














Around these parts, being a native of the state is an important distinction. As I described in a previous post, if you weren't actually born in the state, you're from away -- even if you've been around since a young age and spent your growing up years here. So, during common getting-to-know-you conversations, a question often arises about whether or not "native" status applies.

When it becomes clear that I'm from away, it's rather inevitable that I'll be asked what brought me here. I usually answer with some form of the response, "I have a strong internal guidance system that tells me where to go, when to go, etc." 

That is true. For the past 12 years or so, I have been honing the ability to tune in to what that internal guidance system is trying to tell me. Whether you call it spirit, the Self, the universe, the quantum field, creator or some other name, there is a part of all of us that is infinitely wise and knows the path ahead even when we can't see it. And that part is ready and willing to help guide us, step by step, to our desires if we are willing to get quiet, tune in and listen.

And, of course, to then heed the guidance. That takes courage, but in my experience it is soooo worth it. While challenges still arise in various forms, life flows much more easily, peacefully and harmoniously when I take the steps I am guided to take. Conversely, things feel much harder, more painful, and full of struggle and effort when I don't listen and respond accordingly.

What is your internal impetus sharing with you?