The ascendence: spring thoughts on a rain filled night
May 25 2011, 7:43 PM
It is pouring rain, with blasts of lightening flashes through the dark gray
spring sky. Sadly this rain will obliterate what blossoms remain, though it
will invigorate the new flowers arising and if the result of this storm is
heat, then the air will be soaked with the scent of lilacs, which just now
are bursting forth. Like the lilacs, that paragraph itself was purplish. Perhaps that's what
spring does. If winter thoughts are sharp and hard, spring thoughts are
lush and hopeful. Everything seems ascendent: temperatures rise, days
lengthen, and flowers and leaves come forth. Even moods improve with the
switch from winter to spring. In spring, Christians celebrate Easter, the time when their savior ascends
into Heaven. Coincidence or not, it fits that such an ascension should
occur at this time and not another, for Spring is a time of rising up and
rebirth. When storms like this occur, my son and I like to sit on this porch I am on
and watch the weather rage around us while we stay warm and dry. I am glad
he likes storms like I do. When I am long gone, I hope he will live a long
and happy life, and when he contemplates a storm, he will think of me and
be happier for the time we were together, watching them. We talk of
children being our descendents, but it makes more sense to think of them as
our ascendents, rising from us and going on to bigger and better lives than
ours, just like we ascended from the nests that our parents made for us. Like our children, we often talk of ourselves downwards terms like
declining to describe ourselves as we get older. This places too much
importance on the body. We should focus on the other qualities of our
nature. For just like wines improve when plucked from old vines, so too do
our spirits improve as we age. The nerves calm, the perspective broadens,
the inner workings all improve, despite the failings and shortcomings of
the physical parts. From birth, our lives are continually ascending, like
the rising action in a great story that builds up to a wonderful
conclusion. If there is a denouement, then it is relatively short, and
anyway, all great stories must end. The ascension is what is important. Thanks for reading this. I hope that with every day, you rise up and ascend
to greater heights, and that others below you catch sight of you and are
inspired to ascend higher as well. And now to check on my kids, who are just in the early stages of learn to
ascend. Once they learn to fly by themselves, perhaps I will like be Yeats
are arise and go to Innisfree.
In the meantime, there is much to do.
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Sent from my BlackBerry Handheld.
spring sky. Sadly this rain will obliterate what blossoms remain, though it
will invigorate the new flowers arising and if the result of this storm is
heat, then the air will be soaked with the scent of lilacs, which just now
are bursting forth. Like the lilacs, that paragraph itself was purplish. Perhaps that's what
spring does. If winter thoughts are sharp and hard, spring thoughts are
lush and hopeful. Everything seems ascendent: temperatures rise, days
lengthen, and flowers and leaves come forth. Even moods improve with the
switch from winter to spring. In spring, Christians celebrate Easter, the time when their savior ascends
into Heaven. Coincidence or not, it fits that such an ascension should
occur at this time and not another, for Spring is a time of rising up and
rebirth. When storms like this occur, my son and I like to sit on this porch I am on
and watch the weather rage around us while we stay warm and dry. I am glad
he likes storms like I do. When I am long gone, I hope he will live a long
and happy life, and when he contemplates a storm, he will think of me and
be happier for the time we were together, watching them. We talk of
children being our descendents, but it makes more sense to think of them as
our ascendents, rising from us and going on to bigger and better lives than
ours, just like we ascended from the nests that our parents made for us. Like our children, we often talk of ourselves downwards terms like
declining to describe ourselves as we get older. This places too much
importance on the body. We should focus on the other qualities of our
nature. For just like wines improve when plucked from old vines, so too do
our spirits improve as we age. The nerves calm, the perspective broadens,
the inner workings all improve, despite the failings and shortcomings of
the physical parts. From birth, our lives are continually ascending, like
the rising action in a great story that builds up to a wonderful
conclusion. If there is a denouement, then it is relatively short, and
anyway, all great stories must end. The ascension is what is important. Thanks for reading this. I hope that with every day, you rise up and ascend
to greater heights, and that others below you catch sight of you and are
inspired to ascend higher as well. And now to check on my kids, who are just in the early stages of learn to
ascend. Once they learn to fly by themselves, perhaps I will like be Yeats
are arise and go to Innisfree.
In the meantime, there is much to do.
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Sent from my BlackBerry Handheld.