Hope

3/1/2026 Ariana Durling

I am in my 58th year, with my 59th only months away. I am alone on this Sunday as my husband (and son) are off collecting maple sap for the tradition his family has been performing for years. I love my alone time on our property, as it gives me time with nature, watching the birds, the creek as it flows along-today very slow with calm intention and goal. Quiet but mighty on it’s journey. Today is sunny but cool, as the red wing blackbirds serenade our trees and the calling of crows is in the distance. A gentle breeze is barely noticeable until it sways the tall, dry grasses waiting to be renewed with the coming of spring.

Our lives have been busy lately. Too busy really. Packed with work and obligations that pop up last minute, school classes, health appointments and other unavoidable tasks. We are all feeling the strain and it is obvious in our reactions and actions as we delve into our day. There is underlying tension, but it need not be…

So as I walked outside for fresh air I released my previous lamenting….I closed my eyes and with a few breaths I allowed all that had been weighing on me float off with the exhalation. With eyes closed, surrounded by stillness, enveloped in birdsong, caressed by the gentle wind, I felt my shoulders relax, my muscles loosen and the uncertainty fade. Realizing my body was relaxing and my mind had cleared I allowed the breath to continue, slow, deep, intentional.

I give thanks to Mother Earth for being my counselor, my guide. I use this backdrop to give thanks to God the Creator and put forth my prayers for those in need. My mind brings forth those struggling with health, spiritual or mental issues and asks for healing. My next prayer is for the world and the many struggles it faces in any lack of compassion and love for others. My prayer extends to all humans, all animals, all living beings , even plants. I pray for Mother Earth and protection for her so our world can continue to exist in all it’s beauty.

I feel renewed in hope, love and joy. I know the cycle will need to repeat, but for now I feel I have lifted my mood and I am betting that after spending time amongst the maples, my husband and son will return lifted as well. It seems they always do.

Do not let go of hope. For it resides in the tiniest being, the shallowest breath, the smallest cell. Today- close your eyes, welcome the stillness and just take long, slow, deep breaths. If possible be outside in nature and let her songs be your soundtrack. Relax, put forth a simple prayer and voice gratitude for the ability to do so….it is rewarding.

***And as a closing note, never be afraid to reach out for help. So many people willing to listen, be a sounding board and give coping skill ideas. It is never wrong or demeaning to ask for a hand. Your well being matters-ALWAYS! God bless.