Sunday, March 13, 2016


The lilac trees in the neighbor’s yard are tipped with soft green….I feel as if I’m holding my breath.  Although, if truth be told, I’ve felt this way for months now.  Last year didn’t end with confidence.  I’ve just reread that sentence four times.  Its simplicity somehow is satisfying while it falls chasms short of describing those months.  There are moments in life that absolutely have no words.

I don’t believe I could live in a climate that didn’t have seasons like this part of the world – for the sheer and basic reality of emotional stability.  Every year Summer’s igneous heat pummels the grass of our yard to a faded yellow pulp; and then Autumn arrives with her glorious cloak of nutmeg and ocher leaves that scatter in the smoke-scented wind.  My soul soars those months.
The frost appears, tracing icy lace along my windows, reminding me to pull out the sweaters and Christmas garland.  The holidays are magic; twined with music and mulled wine and the glitter of starlight on snow….and then Winter creeps in.  I swear he steals beneath the trees when we sleep, his claws so hard and dark and cold.  The air burns just to breathe.  The slush and grit of winter invade me; cling to my feet and drag upon my soul…and then the lilacs bud.
Life has such seasons.  I’m rather tired of winters. 
Have you ever had a dream that when you awoke, you didn’t know whether to be relieved or sad?  I am in such need of Spring that I fear I am reckless this year.  I’ve torn the plastic from the kitchen window already….there are hyacinths on my dining room table.  I’ve painted my toenails.  Please Lord, let Spring be near.  I fear my heart cannot keep up this mad pulse without sunlight and warmth.
Hope is a season.  A spring renewed that is astonishing in its ability to reappear after the dark.  When the storms have passed and the wreckage is left, how amazing are the glimmers of green that forever persevere between the fragments of our humanity. 


Robbie Grey said...

It was so good to actually hear a story from you, even if it speaks of wanting to light after darkness...

Seasons are good. They remind us things are not static. Of cycles that are so entrenched in the marrow we cannot fully understand, but occasionally catch glimmers of insight when least expected, like sunlight through a dragonfly's wing. I too find myself eager for spring and summer, wanting shorts and sandals and camping under the big sky.

Be well.

Nancy/BLissed-Out Grandma said...

Damn, girl. You write as well about suffering and darkness as you do about love and light. The whole time I was reading I was admiring your ideas and words, but I was also fighting the impulse to share the familiar winter darkness. I recognize what you are saying, but--coward that I am--I use Zoloft to help me through the worst of it. Sorry to find you sad; I hope spring comes soon for you.

Chantel said...

Robbie - I love the idea of the "marrow we cannot understand." I am watching the buds on the magnolia tree in the front yard with the eyes of a hungry child before Christmas dinner. May your spring be lush and lovely...

Nancy - Winter is lethal, isn't it? But totally necessary. *sigh* Perhaps I need to be more open to some chemical "additives" to my life other than Gin. lol I hope spring comes early to your corner of the world! xo

Mary Degli Esposti said...

Spring came back, but you didn't. I hope for a good reason. I've not read you for a very long time(I skipped out of blogging~justmary, forever ago). Your words, as always, are beautiful. The beauty masked the sadness in my first reading of this. It makes you appear less sad, when really, it is probably just very eloquent sadness. I hope your loved ones understand the pain behind the beauty.


Cepot Tea said...

I will miss you and your blog! I agree with Bianca, you are one of my favorites! I also understand where you come from. U Blog very inspiring to me.
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