To all the lovers in the world
To all those who want to love
and be loved
To romance and caring
and hugs and kisses
To the greatest of love stories
and the near misses
To loves past, present, and future
To the love of your life
and the one you just haven't met yet
To you, my darling
The town where I live has a community program called Snow Angels. It recognizes the kindness of those who help neighbours in need with snow clearing. If you want or need to get out of your house around here, snow clearing is important. I just found out today who my snow angel is. He has been snowblowering my driveway for a while now. I reach out the front porch and hand him a bag of cookies. He keeps on snow blowering with one hand while he reaches out to take the cookies with the other, nods thanks, and keeps on going. Today I caught up with him outside while he was gassing up the blower. His name is Al and he is my neighbour from across the road down to the left of the horse barn. He is quiet, humble, even shy. Nobody asked him to do this for me. He just does it because he likes to be outside and he likes to help people. I am far from helpless. I spent two days crawling around underneath my trailer replacing all the heat tape and insulation. But, I sure appreciate his efforts and his kindness. This is community. This is humanity, shining like angels.
Peace, love and joy,
Diana
We fall in love with places just like we do with people. You know it's true. But, why? This place where I am, for example is -26 celsius outside right now. My water froze, again, last night. There is ice on the inside of the windows. Even the internet froze yesterday afternoon. It's the kind of cold that can kill you. And yes, I love it here. This place challenges me, physically and mentally. The reckless beauty of it inspires me. I have to cooperate with this place, make an agreement with it. I agree to be alert and prepared and patient and careful and my place, in return, gives me serenity and excitement, wondrous awe and space for my imagination and my soul to play together. What I can do here is only limited by how hard I am willing to work at it. Hmmmm, sounds a lot like my relationship with my lover.
Peace, love and joy,
Diana