Bone tired and doing nothing
To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted.
Ecclesiastes 3:1 – 3:2
In 1962, a folk group I liked at the time, The Limeliters, released “To Everything There is A Season,” their version of the song popularly known as “Turn Turn Turn,” written by Pete Seeger and made popular by The Byrds’ 1965 version. I’ve always liked the song and the approach many singers and groups have taken with it.
The song comes out of an ancient idea in many traditions, the cycles of nature, of birth and re-birth, of transformation, of the soul’s progress and the seed’s progress. All these stories overlap. I don’t think I quite understood all this when I first played that Limeliters song on my record player.
I’m an Autumn and Winter person, so I definitely don’t suffer from seasonal affective disorder (SAD). But, after too many trips to doctors and hospitals this year, after releasing a new book and wondering what they next one will be, after the Georgia drought, and after all the rancor of a highly polarized Presidential election, I’m more than ready for a rest. As we say in the South, I’m bone tired.
It’s not a good tired or a bad tired, though it has elements of both. I’m too tired to write new stuff, hence the absence of dozens of scintillating posts. I’m not actively working on the next novel. I’m reading a lot, always good, but otherwise doing nothing–except for household chores.
I’m always energized by the holidays and cold weather, but that doesn’t mean I’m the life of the party. More like a seed gathering in handfuls of possibilities for Spring. Being quiet deep in the earth is essential to the life of a seed and the tree or grass or flower it will become. I think the same thing, figuratively speaking, is essential for humankind.
So, while there are days I get impatient and wish the next novel were underway, I’m not worried or sad about this time of waiting because, without it, our ultimate growth would be stunted.
How about you? Do you find Winter a great time for being quiet and simply enjoying what you have while prospective dreams and goals simmer on the back burner?