As Winter Turns to Spring
In my other blog I will be talking about the "garden" we tend, which is really a woodland plot. We don't need borders, we have stone walls. We don't need to buy many perennials, they come up on their own as "wildflowers". Borders, shrubs, fruit trees/bushes, ornamentals, all emerge happily as the season evolves. The Purple Trillium are fading, the trees are starting to leaf out, and the Jack-in-the-Pulpits are beginning to preach.
My brain will be largely consumed with matters of computer technology for the next few hours. I have chosen to move in this direction with my website business, and I have long been drawn to things mechanical and electronic.
Memo to self: don't forget that things human matter most. Spring's unconscious emergence is running on an operating system I can manage like a new TracPhone (which I will be helping a friend with this morning). The people I will interact with are not turn-on, turn-off, update programs.
And its not even about "keeping a human face" on it all. I am human. The friends and strangers with whom I will engage in the coming hours are human. There are deep currents of crisis, uncertainty, love, rage, and every other human emotion, coursing through the veins of each one.
Respect. Compassion. Wonder. Gratitude. These I wish to focus on.