I woke up at 5:00 and one of the first things I did was look out the window. We have a winter storm warning with up to 10 cm (3 inches) of snow expected today. Winter feels like it began in October of 2011 and not October 2012. It has been long. So, “Will Spring please stand up?”
Spring needs assertiveness training.
She hints, and hems and haws,
but the thaws don’t come.
Snow piles high and
a world wonders-
will the real
Spring
please
stand
up?
I injured my hand years ago playing hockey and later a dog bit it badly causing even more damage. It is badly bent and scarred. We walked as a family weekend mornings when our sons boys were young. One son would check my hands and quickly change sides if he had not chosen the ‘gnarled one.’
What made him choose that one? One person suggested it was to touch the hand in a way that offered a healing touch. We each need this whether it comes from those close to us or from a divine source. We need the comfort of being cared for in ways that heal.
Rabindranath Tagore wrote this beautiful poem which described the need for the intimate touch of loved ones when we stumble which I do on life’s journey. I am not alone on this journey.
Let me not pray to be sheltered from dangers,
but to be fearless in facing them.
Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain, but
for the heart to conquer it.
Let me not crave in anxious fear to be saved,
but hope for the patience to win my freedom.
Grant me that I may not be a coward, feeling
Your mercy in my success alone; but let me find
the grasp of Your hand in my failure.
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Teacher as Transformer 