The Dog Days of Waiting

Summer Wings

Summer Wings

Hope deferred makes the heart sick,
but a longing fulfilled is a tree of life.
Proverbs 13:12 (NIV)

The air is heavy with waiting. This is the hot breathless time of soaring summer temperatures, Bermuda highs, and killer humidity. It is a still time, when no breezes blow, no rain falls, and the sun beats down with its highest intensity. You can almost hear the plants growing, and you see daily development in the garden. But it is too uncomfortable to stay out very long. The minute you walk into the outdoors, your clothing sticks to you, clinging to a body that is instantly covered with sweat. In this weather, only the bugs seem happy and comfortable.

This is the time of waiting. You may be a gardener waiting for the plants to produce. Or you may be cultivating your own life, waiting for projects to come to fruition and dreams to come true. There comes a season in every life where the heat is on and all you can do is wait.

Serenity in Seasons of Waiting 

Kitty Emma on a Dog Day Afternoon 

Kitty Emma on a Dog Day Afternoon 

Sometimes it just takes waiting for the right timing. And during the season of high heat, timing is often not in your favor. You have to sweat it out. Do you have a project you’ve been working on that suddenly seems blocked or stopped? Are you waiting on someone else’s necessary decision, only to find out they’re on summer vacation and won’t be back until next week? Do processes feel like they’re being dragged out and results few and far between? Does your spiritual life feel meaningless, your prayer closet like a sauna, and a breath of fresh air seem as far away as a dream? Welcome to the dog days of the summer heat wave.

Daisy  Inspiration 

Daisy  Inspiration 

St. John of the Cross talked about the dark night of the soul. Other spiritual masters talk about the silence of the senses. The humidity of a soul sweating out the work of time and the timing of the Creator is like a heat wave, deadening the senses into numb misery. It seems like an endless spiritual desert. Yet it is in the desert that saints and monks have purified their souls and found spiritual insight and clarity. If you are in a season of difficult waiting, perhaps God is developing the fruit of the Spirit in you. Just as a sweat breaks a fever and releases toxins, so this travail of the soul and body could be releasing impurities that keep you from spiritual health and well being.

Trust the Process

A time of waiting is part of life’s process and there is no way to avoid it, no shortcut around it. We have three possible responses: we can fight it, we can whine about it, or we can accept it as a necessary time for spiritual development.

Sometimes in the early stages of a heat wave, we fight it. Angry that our vacation plans don’t include avoiding this discomfort and that circumstances demand our presence in this unpleasant weather, we are anxious, frustrated, and trying to figure a way out—any way out, at any price, as soon as possible. When we realize there is no way out and that we have to just slog through the heat, we grumble and complain. But whining can make the atmosphere even more unpleasant than the muggy humidity of waiting. We make the hard times harder with a negative attitude.

Then there is the way of acceptance. Sooner or later we come to the time when we must make this choice: will we accept the circumstance, adapt to the situation, and wait out God’s timing? If we choose the way of acceptance, there is no guarantee that the heat will lessen or that the weather will change any sooner. What we do discover, however, is that we can cope with this waiting in the heat, perhaps even learn from it.

Accepting What Is 

Ducking the Heat

Ducking the Heat

Here in the South, you learn to hibernate in the heat and choose your times of emergence into the outdoors wisely. You turn up the air conditioner during the day, wait till evening or early morning to do your hard work, drink plenty of water, take it easy during the hottest part of the day, and wear comfortable clothes you can sweat into. You don’t just have to hibernate in the refrigerated indoors, however. You can also embrace the heat and immerse yourself in things as they are, rather than putting your energy into wishing for what isn’t. Spending time outdoors, embracing the heat, actually helps you cope, as your body adjusts to the temperatures and builds strength to endure.

In the southern summer I have learned take long early morning or twilight walks in clothes that I plan to sweat in, carrying bottled water to keep myself hydrated. I move slower and take time to look and listen to what nature is doing. There on the banks of Lake Radnor, I listen to the call of the bullfrog, watch the deer and geese feed in the green pond goo, see the waterbugs dance on the surface of the lake, making patterns like raindrops across its surface. I feel the silky warmth of the humid evening on my bare arms, become aware of the sensuousness of the misty night. I plan on cool showers when I get home and a long tall iced tea or lemonade. I eat more lightly, adapting to my body’s diminished appetite in the heat. When I am battened down in my air conditioned office, I disperse essential oils into the atmosphere to remind me of the mountains and cool breezes I long for: tree scents of cedar, spruce, juniper, pine, and fir; and herb scents of spearmint, peppermint, lavender, thyme, and marjoram. I listen to my body and take naps when possible. I allow myself to be more sluggish and respect the power of the heat and humidity. People die in these conditions when they don’t adapt or take care of themselves. And I wait, doing what work I can, but also knowing that the change in the weather is in God’s timing, not my own. I practice the difficult art of patience. 

Allow Time for the Fruit to Ripen 

When you are in a waiting time, it is time to let go and let God. It sounds simplistic, but there are seasons when we as creatures need to work with the rhythms of creation and wait on the timing of the Creator, whether we want to or not. Fighting it only makes the inevitable more difficult. Surrendering the ego, letting go of your own agenda, opening to a wider, wiser unfolding of events—all of this can bear fruit in the long wait of the summer heat.

The hot humid weather will eventually pass. The time of waiting will be over. You will discover that during the time of waiting, through the long hot days and humid nights, the garden was still growing and the plants were developing toward the days of harvest. The wise gardener is patient, whether he is waiting on the weather or the development of his own soul.

Just Being with What Is....

Just Being with What Is....

Words of Encouragement 

The secret of waiting is the faith that the seed has been planted, that something has begun. Active waiting means to be present fully to the moment, in the conviction that something is happening where you are and that you want to be present to it.

Henri Nouwen

 

Behold, the farmer waits for the precious fruit of the earth, being patient over it until it receives the early and the late rain.

James 5:6 (RSV)

 

I believe that there is a subtle magnetism in Nature, which, if we unconsciously yield to it, will direct us aright.

Henry David Thoreau

 

Still Evening 

Still Evening 

The seed of mystery lies in muddy water.

How can I perceive this mystery?

Water becomes clear through stillness.

How can I become still?

By flowing with the stream.

Lao Tzu


Every time something difficult and challenging has happened to me it has marked the beginning of a new era in my life.

Kimberly Kirberger


A streak of toughness combined with optimism is a good passport through life. The winners are the ones who get on with it.

Maeve Binchy


Any man can work when every stroke of his hands brings down the fruit rattling from the tree… but to labor in season and out of season, under every discouragement… that requires a heroism which is transcendent.

Henry Ward Beecher


One day at a time—this is enough. Do not look back and grieve over the past, for it is gone; and do not be troubled about the future, for it has not yet become. Live in the present, and make it so beautiful that it will be worth remembering.

Ida Scott Taylor

Summer Pink 

Summer Pink 


Whenever a mind is simple, it is able to receive divine wisdom; old things pass away; it lives now and absorbs past and future into the present hour.

Ralph Waldo Emerson


If you let yourself be absorbed completely, if you surrender completely to the moments as they pass, you live more richly those moments.

Anne Morrow Lindbergh


With all our philosophy, with all our grand and enhancing ideas, we cannot escape life as we live it. Star-gazers are still walking on the solid earth.

D.T. Suzuki


In walking, just walk. In sitting, just sit. Above all, don’t wobble.

Yun Men


O God, grant us the serenity to accept what cannot be changed; the courage to change what should be changed; and the wisdom to distinguish one from the other.

Reinhold Niebuhr


One act of thanksgiving made when things go wrong is worth a thousand when they go well.

St. John of the Cross


Centennial Park Summer Sunset

Centennial Park Summer Sunset

Life only demands from you the strength you possess. Only one feat is possible. Not to run away.

Dag Hammarskjold


There is a kind of release that comes directly to those who have undergone an ordeal and who know, having survived it, that they are equal to all of life’s occasions.

Lewis Mumford


O Lord, thou knowest that which is best for us. Let this or that be done, as thou shalt please. Give what thou wilt, how much thou wilt, and when thou wilt.

Thomas a Kempis


Meaning, moods, the whole scale of our inner experience, finds in nature “the correspondences” through which we may know our boundless selves.

Kathleen Raine

Mother Knows Best 

Mother Knows Best 

21 Free Audio Affirmations

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Seattle Summer Rose 

Seattle Summer Rose 

A Walk at the Lake

Along the Path  © Candy Paull 

Along the Path  © Candy Paull 

This grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never all dried at once; a shower is forever falling; vapor ever rising. Eternal sunrise, eternal sunset, eternal dawn and gloaming, on seas and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round earth rolls.
— John Muir

Year in, year out, I walk at this lake. Round and round, an endless circle of seasons and life changes. The path may seem to cover the same territory, but every walk brings its own unique views and its own visual treasures. This lake is always the same, yet always new. It is the place of comfort when life feels overwhelming, a place to pace out my joys, and a place to meet others in the fellowship of the trail. 

Turtle Convention © Candy Paull 

Turtle Convention © Candy Paull 

Squirrel Nutcase © Candy Paull

Squirrel Nutcase © Candy Paull

The turtles emerge from the muddy depths to sun on logs. Blue heron cautiously stalks the prey that swims beneath the green, green duckweed. Deer browse in the bushes and drink at the shoreline. Squirrels dig for nuts buried beneath the bark overlaid on the trail. Canada geese cry as they fly overhead. The honeysuckle weaves its scent on the bank in the late spring. Tender wildflowers appear as winter ends, and autumn leaves paint the landscape in shades of russet and gold. The water rushes over the dam and down the creek bed after the rains. The spring peepers sing their brief song of fleeting joy. The trees begin the spring with a soft gold green mist, then become the brightest crayon green, then deepen into dark forest green as the summer wears on. Then the edges begin to fray as August passes into September, and by October and November the leaves turn to golden fire, then brown ash, and then back into naked branches shivering against a cloudy grey sky. Every day is a good day at the lake, and every season speaks to my soul.

How many hearts with warm red blood in them are beating under cover of the woods, and how many teeth and eyes are shining! A multitude of animal people, intimately related to us, but of whose lives we know almost nothing, are as busy about their own affairs as we are about ours.
— John Muir

Though there are many beautiful places to walk in the Nashville area, this one lake calls to me over and over. Before I even moved to town, a friend shared the beauty of this lake, his own sacred place of renewal. And when I moved to town twenty years ago, the lake become the center of my natural universe, the place that called me at the end of a day of writing. I would drive across town and plan my day around a walk at the lake, whether it was a snatched twenty minutes before the winter sun set or a long leisurely summer tramp around the entire lake. It has been healing and nourishment to body and soul. I have met friends and cultivated relationships there, but even more, I have washed my own spirit clean in nature's healing bounty so that I was able to live with myself once again. 

Blue Heron Searches © Candy Paull 

Blue Heron Searches © Candy Paull 

I believe that there is a subtle magnetism in Nature, which, if we unconsciously yield to it, will direct us aright.
— Henry David Thoreau
Earth and sky, woods and fields, lakes and rivers, the mountain and the sea, are excellent schoolmasters, and teach some of us more than we can ever learn from books.
— John Lubbock

Though I love spring and fall the best here in Middle Tennessee, the summer green woods offers its own pleasures. I go prepared for bugs and sweat, and plan to look for subtle beauties that I often miss in more exciting seasons. The long slow summer days remind me that life takes time to ripen. I have lately shot photos of water, taking pleasure in the abstract patterns that reflect trees and sky, and provide an ever evolving background to animals or flowers I see on my walks. I have been learning that the color of creeks and lake reflections can be a palette that pleases the eye as much as the more vivid colors of spring flowers or autumn foliage, if one has the eyes to see. I learn again to allow the slow magic of summer to work its way into my soul. 

Context

Context

Look Closer

Look Closer

Pattern 

Pattern 

I go to nature to be soothed and healed, and to have my senses put in order.
— John Burroughs
Young and Curious © Candy Paull 

Young and Curious © Candy Paull 

Nature is sanative, refining, elevating. How cunningly she hides every wrinkle of her inconceivable antiquity under roses, and violets, and morning dew! Every inch of the mountains is scarred by unimaginable convulsions, yet the new day is purple with the bloom of youth and love.
— Ralph Waldo Emerson

If you are feeling tired and jaded, or trapped in the seemingly endless circle of your own futile thoughts, I suggest that a walk at lake or shore, an immersion in woods and wildness, is the most invigorating way to renew your faith in life. I love books, and the best are very wise, but sometimes the only wisdom I am able to receive comes from nature itself. May this little meditation inspire you to take a walk at a lake, a seashore, or other wild place. I know you will come back with renewed spirits and a fresh perspective. 

 

Summer Secrets © Candy Paull 

Summer Secrets © Candy Paull 

Healing Waters

Each night I gaze upon a pond,
A Zen body sitting beside a moon.
Nothing is really there, and yet
it is all so clear and bright.
I cannot describe it.
If you would know the empty
mind your own mind must
be as clear and bright
as this full moon with water.
— Chiao Jan
I remember a hundred lovely lakes, and recall the fragrant breath of pine and fir and cedar and poplar trees. The trail has strung upon it, as upon a thread of silk, opalescent dawns and saffron sunsets. It has given me blessed release from care and worry and the troubled thinking of our modern day. It has been a return to the primitive and the peaceful. Whenever the pressure of our complex city life thins my blood and benumbs my brain, I seek relief in the trail; and when I hear the coyote wailing to the yellow dawn, my cares fall from me — I am happy.
— Hamlin Garland
Reflecting  © Candy Paull 

Reflecting  © Candy Paull 

Now that I have so many wonderful tools available on my new website, I am delighted to discover ways to share a little more of my life with you through a blog that can look more like a photo essay. I love to take photos and have taught myself to see and experience life in new ways because of my digital camera. Now I'll be able to share more of that visual magic with you. The photos in this essay were all taken at Radnor Lake. And of course, as always, I'll share quotes and ideas and resources to inspire and remind you that you are rich in the things that really count. 

 

Turtle Reflections © Candy Paull

Turtle Reflections © Candy Paull



Welcome to my new website

Apple blossom time ©candypaull.com 

Apple blossom time ©candypaull.com

 

I'm excited to be here in my new website and hope you enjoy the new look and added features. Look for continuing additions as time goes by. You could definitely say that this website is a Becoming....

We must come back to our real initial state and see and own that we have yet beheld the first ray of Being. In strict speech it seems fittest to say, I Become rather than I am. I am a Becoming. So do I less sever or divide the One. I am now nothing but a prophesy of that I shall be. To me sing and chant sun and stars and persons; they all manifest to me my far off rights. They foreshadow or they are the first ripples and wavelets of that vast inundation of the All which is beyond and which I tend and labor to be.

Ralph Waldo Emerson, Journal 1838

Apple Blossoms at Cheekwood ©candypaull.com

Apple Blossoms at Cheekwood ©candypaull.com


When words become unclear, I shall focus with photographs. When images become inadequate, I shall be content with silence.
— Ansel Adams


Make Room for the New

It's spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you've got it, you want—oh, you don't quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so! 
Mark Twain

Spring has come, and the sunshine reveals the dust that has been gathering all winter long. If too much dust has settled on your things, there’s probably dust settling on your life as well. If your living space is feeling cluttered and confined, it’s time to move, clean, and clear out to make room for something new. 

One particularly effective way to make your life simpler is to clear your living space of clutter, creating an atmosphere of peaceful calm instead of chaos and disorder. As you clean and clear, decide what you want to keep and where you want to keep it. Release those things that no longer serve you. 

Simple surroundings take advantage of clean lines and natural beauty. Instead of a welter of small knicknacks, consider replacing them with an elegant bonsai plant or a single treasured antique artistically displayed. Timeless simplicity soothes the spirit, creating an oasis of calm in a busy life. 

This holds true not only for your external home, but also for the inner heart. As you sort and rearrange furnishings, you can do the same with your thoughts. Do a little housekeeping of the soul. Sweep out old prejudices and throw open the windows of your mind to receive the fresh breezes of the new things God wants to bring into your life. 

It was such a spring day as breathes into a man an ineffable yearning, a painful sweetness, a longing that makes him stand motionless, looking at the leaves or grass, and fling out his arms to embrace he knows not what. 
John Galsworthy

Spring work is going on with joyful enthusiasm. 
John Muir

The deep roots never doubt spring will come. 
Marty Rubin

I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees. 
Pablo Neruda 

Right now I’m in the midst of sorting and cleaning and creating something new. I’m working on an upgraded website with more bells and whistles. I have also been out taking photos. Spring comes and goes so fast in Nashville that you have to catch it before it passes. I include a gorgeous photo of the fragrant Star Magnolia, which comes in early spring and can be especially fleeting if a cold snap happens. I made it out to Cheekwood just in time to see the magnolias in magnificent perfect jewel-like bloom. Three days later they were all toast, thanks to another cold front coming down from the north. Now the tender spring flowers have passed and we’re moving into warmer temperatures. My photos will remind me of those perfect spring days when magnolia, tulip, daffodil, cherry, apple, and other spring blossoms emerged after a long cold winter. 

I recently started writing columns on Linked In that help you treat work as spiritual practice. Here is the link to my posts. 
https://www.linkedin.com/today/author/50527730

I also just added a Facebook Author page. Come and “like” me and enjoy this new way to connect. 
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More good things are in the works. It’s good to be back writing this blog again.