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Making slow progress these days, and despite the poor traction, managing to keep an even keel. It was a long weekend with two sick kids and some of the heaviest rain I can remember. We all stayed inside slaying lycanthropes, drinking cocoa, and lounging in pajamas. Every other weekend is like this. I set the todo list aside and nurture my children. It is like time out of time as my awareness shifts to the pace of their needs, energy, and thoughts. It’s good for all of us, I think, to break up the routine and find different ways of relating to each other. And to be forced out of the usual things we find comfort in like todo-lists, computers, and TV. I’m looking forward to springtime when we can all spend time in the garden and the sun and not feel so ‘kept’ by my fouresquare walls. This will be the season of our growing…flee from me keepers of the gloom…

“This is the springtime of my loving
the second season I am to know.

You are the sunlight in my growing
so little warmth I’ve felt before.
It isn’t hard to feel me glowing
I watched the fire that grew so low.

It is the summer of my smiles
flee from me Keepers of the Gloom.
Speak to me only with your eyes.
It is to you I give this tune.

Ain’t so hard to recognize -
These things are clear to all from time to time.

Talk Talk - I’ve felt the coldness of my winter
I never thought it would ever go.
I cursed the gloom that set upon us…
But I know that I love you so

These are the seasons of emotion
and like the winds they rise and fall
This is the wonder of devotion
I see the torch we all must hold.

This is the mystery of the quotient -
Upon us all a little rain must fall.”

~ Page/Plant