Mud & Ice
The grounds of St. Clare House are a messy mix of leftover snow, ice, and newly formed mud, as the late winter sunshine begins the transformation of the ground. It’s far too early for other signs of impending spring like snow blossoming flowers or buds on trees and shrubs. Rather it’s a squishy, slippery work in progress. Early today a couple of us cleared the mound of snow and ice from the back porch. There was chopping, scraping, and heaving. It was a pretty good workout.
This landscape makes for a pretty powerful Lentscape. We are most definitely not in Spring. At the same time, the warmer air tells me we’re not precisely in Winter either. We’re somewhere in between. The preparatory and penitential seasons of the liturgical calendar tend to work this way. Definitely not the festival or season we’ve left behind, certainly not the upcoming feast either.
Rather, we experience the melt, the sogginess, the mush, and the necessity of getting rid of what needs to go, and the reality that only patient presence will get us through this transition. This can be hard, especially with the last of the roof-bound ice and snow crashing down, the large, lazy puddles, the mind’s desire to race ahead and begin projects and preparations on a ground that is nowhere close to ready.
To say nothing of the longing to escape into the gardens or the earth-keeping as the news of war, rumors of bigger war, and calamities of growing proportion keep crashing down like that stubborn ice. Even so, we remain caught up in the present moment, with all of the very real and uncertain things that are swirling about. If a part of Lent is preparing to bear witness to the suffering and violence of the crucifixion, and in contrast God’s enduring love, then we have plenty of crucified neighbors, neighborhoods, and far-flung members of the human family who are giving us the opportunity to prepare our hearts and hands for both witness and loving action.
Let us attend during this season of change, some slower than we want, some faster than we can keep up with, to the unique gift of each moment. As we discern what is ours to do in the midst of mud and ice, seeking the well-being of our neighbors and the earth, we have an amazing opportunity to still be mindfully and heartfully attentive when the next sign of new life emerges.
Be gentle with yourself, you are worth it.
Peace and Everything Good,
The Rev. JM Longworth, OEF Spiritual Direction and Trauma Care
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