Dear Journal
As I was looking out of my window I was astounded at the sight of snow. We do not see that much snow here in Mississippi. Many people of many ancient cultures think that winter is part of the “circle of life”. Everything that has a beginning has an end, and everything that has an end, has a new beginning. This year has not been the greatest year. Although I did graduate with a history degree, I still find myself struggling to survive because I have not found a job. The snow reminds me that the year is about to end and there are new adventures just waiting for me in the New Year. The snow also reminds me of all the beauty that God has put into the world. For some odd reason I associate snow with angles, something so light, something so white, can only be associated with a creature of God. In the Catholic Church we have a yearly cycle and we just started Advent, one of my favorite times of the year.
Those of us in the Catholic Church welcome winter by placing Advent reefs all over the church and adorning the church with poinsettias flowers all over the chapel. I try to wear things like green sweaters and heavy coats to invoke a feeling of a comfortable nature to all those who sit around me at church. I also do things like make warm tea and drink apple cider. I think a lot of it comes from the Irish blood that runs through my veins. I have always been a winter and fall person. I don’t particularly care for any time of the year. I guess it is all the colors that resonate during the fall and winter. I find myself taking in a deep breath and smelling the baked goods, which people in other houses are baking. Most of you say that winter has nothing to do with color. There are tons of colors that go on during the winter time. The windows of the church illuminate things and bring them more into a 3D perspective. Another thing I do is light candles all over the house. I like to think that it invokes light into the house. As I light the candles I remember those who have passed on before me and those elders who hold the knowlage of ancient times.
Yours Always,
Tyler
As I was looking out of my window I was astounded at the sight of snow. We do not see that much snow here in Mississippi. Many people of many ancient cultures think that winter is part of the “circle of life”. Everything that has a beginning has an end, and everything that has an end, has a new beginning. This year has not been the greatest year. Although I did graduate with a history degree, I still find myself struggling to survive because I have not found a job. The snow reminds me that the year is about to end and there are new adventures just waiting for me in the New Year. The snow also reminds me of all the beauty that God has put into the world. For some odd reason I associate snow with angles, something so light, something so white, can only be associated with a creature of God. In the Catholic Church we have a yearly cycle and we just started Advent, one of my favorite times of the year.
Those of us in the Catholic Church welcome winter by placing Advent reefs all over the church and adorning the church with poinsettias flowers all over the chapel. I try to wear things like green sweaters and heavy coats to invoke a feeling of a comfortable nature to all those who sit around me at church. I also do things like make warm tea and drink apple cider. I think a lot of it comes from the Irish blood that runs through my veins. I have always been a winter and fall person. I don’t particularly care for any time of the year. I guess it is all the colors that resonate during the fall and winter. I find myself taking in a deep breath and smelling the baked goods, which people in other houses are baking. Most of you say that winter has nothing to do with color. There are tons of colors that go on during the winter time. The windows of the church illuminate things and bring them more into a 3D perspective. Another thing I do is light candles all over the house. I like to think that it invokes light into the house. As I light the candles I remember those who have passed on before me and those elders who hold the knowlage of ancient times.
Yours Always,
Tyler
Tyler,
ReplyDeleteThanks for following our Sierra Leone blog, and for your help on the Native American minor and related issues. All the best for the New Year. Bob Press