I Am Your Witness

Warm Springs Cemetary

I had a long time client pass away suddenly and this past weekend we drove three hours one way to attend his funeral. While waiting in line to pay our respects to his widow, I was reminded of a phrase I’d read years ago:

“We need a witness to our lives. There’s a billion people on the planet, what does any one life really mean? But in a marriage, you’re promising to care about everything. The good things, the bad things, the terrible things, the mundane things, all of it, all of the time, every day. You’re saying ‘Your life will not go unnoticed because I will notice it. Your life will not go unwitnessed because I will be your witness’.”

From the movie Shall We Dance

We each go through our lives, trying to make it ‘BIG’ as independent people and that’s just not how it works. We are meant to help each other and to not only witness but to participate in each other’s lives. I now understand why, when one mate dies, the other follows not long after. They have lost their witness and we, as a people, have lost our ability to help others through a crisis.

When out this week, be present in every moment; don’t worry about what’s coming next, be present now. Be a witness.

How Does One Find Happiness?

switzerland trail

For me, I just walk out the back door, and there it is; happiness and joy lying everywhere; in the dirt, plants, chickens, bird song, rain on the gravel, etc.  This morning Luna went with me to the backyard to let the hens out of their coop and fill the woodstove and it was then that a wave of satisfaction and happiness washed over me.  It’s 40 something degrees, the ground is wet from a midnight rain and the hens are clucking for their morning grain.

Roque Wild Farm posted this quote from Denis Waitley that does a good job of summing up what is happiness:

Happiness cannot be traveled to, owned, earned, worn, or consumed.  Happiness is the spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace, and gratitude.

I am grateful for the life I live, for my family, friends, hens, and Luna.  For what are you grateful?

Where Are You?

rhode island red

Monday morning I was working in the kitchen and happened to look out the side window to see one of my Rhode Island Reds watching me through the fence; her head was doing the bob almost as if she were trying to see if I was really in there. I can hear her now, “I think I see her but it’s hard to tell through that reflection”.

Laughing, I grabbed a coat and walked out the door. She and another hen took off towards the gate, slipping through a hole in the fencing (that hole is now blocked). It was as if they had been sent to retrieve me. These two hens ran to the others and then they ALL came running to me. I was mobbed by tiny dinosaurs! “Look I found her! I found her!” You can almost hear the two hens arguing over who gets the credit for bringing me out to the yard.

Examining the yard, I couldn’t figure out what they needed – had food, had scratch, had nibbles … then I checked their water and there it was; while fresh and unfrozen in the morning, a healthy crust of ice had formed over the top. I broke up the ice, stepped away and they all came in for a drink. Clucks of gratitude.

Silly little dinosaurs! ❤

In the quiet

We didnt see the sun today as the sky was blanketed in clouds pregnant with snow. The chickens didnt venture far from their coop and a heavy cold holds everything down.

The fine snow began a few hours ago and is predicted to fall all night. They say we will only get a few inches … we question their ability to prognosticate with any accuracy.

Days like today fill me with the desire to nest, cook, and read cards by the cook stove; looking into the stories that are our lives. Some say they’d rather not know what’s coming and there is a certain bliss that comes with that; what’s the saying, ignorance is bliss? I smile everytime.

I believe that our fate is not set and find truth in this quote from the Nicolas Cage movie Next; “Here’s the thing about the future. Every time you look at it, it changes — because you looked at it — and that changes everything else”. If you had the chance to change something about your life, would you?

The Season of Giving

Ashwood Farmhouse

The holidays bring a special kind of stress to families; here, we opt to make the season of giving as stress-free as possible.  I admit that this time of year, even now, instills a sense of… panic? desperation? Overcoming societies expectations of an appropriate Christmas is difficult.

In an attempt to make the holidays less stressful, our family has adopted the following criteria for gift giving:

  • can it be eaten?
  • can it be worn?
  • can it be put in the bank?

The first two are gifts from the heart; those that require thoughtfulness and planning.  Granted, my planning should have begun months ago. . . eh hem.  Money is always appreciated and ever helpful.

Here are some of the ideas I’ve come up with:

  • Natural body butter (cute labels here)
  • altoid tin sewing kit (doesn’t really fit the eaten or worn category, though will help you repair items to be worn).
  • hats/scarves/mittens/socks to keep one warm and toasty through the cold months.
  • cookies and mini loaves to nibble alongside mugs of hot chocolate.  Mmmm

I long for the celebrations that are more family and less stuff oriented.  My Mom and Aunt tell tales of receiving but one gift for Christmas; this one gift held the love and thoughtfulness of a year’s planning.  They also set out a shoe (not a stocking) into which Santa would leave gifts; one year they received coal!  LOL