Friday, November 26, 2010

Loos'd of Limits and Imaginary Lines

From this hour I ordain myself loos'd
of limits and imaginary lines,
Going where I list, my own master,
total and absolute.

~Walt Whitman

Of Note: Walt Whitman was undoubtedly a Master of Wisdom, who brought to humanity a renewed sense of spirituality through the written word. People find themselves moved by this poet's pieces, some without even understanding they are reading scripture. Emerson, Browning, Whitman and others contributed a huge bank of sacred words for the betterment of our planet and all its inhabitants, human and subhuman. Even today the energy of these poets flows through the ether, and every time their works are read, particularly aloud, the universe trembles and rejoices.

Today's Weather Report: This morning was quite nippy in the mid-teens Fahrenheit with flurries. But by late morning the sun shone brightly overhead. The snow is piling up and is obviously here for the duration of the winter--though it is not officially winter yet. Here in northern Wisconsin, we have fall for about a month then winter for 5 or 6. I am already picturing the tulips breaking ground first thing in the spring and bringing some color--right now we have to be satisfied with shades of gray and white. That is why the sunshine is so welcome--it illuminates the landscape and exposes the color hiding in the woods. The evergreens, which simply look gray on a cloudy day, are quite colorful in the sun. It's well worth a drive through the woods on a sunny day to fill one's eyes with the bountiful beauty.