Yes, the trees are bare and bleak. Yes, the fields are covered with the remnants of the season -- dry husks and fawn foliage. Yes, the birds are gathering for their flight to the south. And yet -- it is undeniable. Something is in the air! I see it on people's faces -- an anticipation -- a glow -- a joy!
Sure there is sadness! Too many suffer from burdens, illnesses, losses. Our hearts ache for those who are no longer among us. On the eleventh hour, of the eleventh day, of the eleventh month -- David Johnston, Governor General of Canada honoured the 2010 National Silver Cross Mother, Mrs. Mabel Girouard, whose son, Chief Warrant Officer Robert Michael Girouard, was killed by a suicide car bomber while on duty near Kandahar, Afghanistan, on November 27, 2006. In his Remembrance Day message Johnston remarked: "... Like the name of the Unknown Soldier, private struggles often go unrecorded, but are no less real."
Our awareness to pain escalates in these in-between-times of thanksgiving scarlet leaves and now the grey stripped branches. So in the midst of all this, what creates the joy?
I think we do! While the seasons have a significant influence on our outlook, we are not content to hover in waiting-limbo. The crisp, white snow will soon blanket the dull and lugubrious. In the meantime, we have a need to take action and fashion our own fulfillment.
A bitter sweet passion was evident on the face of my young friend, Jamie, who is growing a mustache during the entire month of November in his efforts to raise donations in support of Prostate Cancer Canada.
The same radiance was so very visible on the expression of the countless customers at the Trunk Sale fundraiser for cancer in Williamstown. Partly it was the intoxicating aroma of the coffee wafting through the rustic workshop and studio of award winning Sign it Signs. But mostly it was the sheer enjoyment of the artistry, craftsmanship, pampering and culinary delights offered by so many dedicated men and women; they were installed in every nook and niche and loft throughout the building. The cars lined up far on both sides of the highway. Caring folk came from Cornwall and the surrounding community. This was indeed a worthy cause!
"There are those who give with joy, and that joy is their reward." -- Kahlil Gibran. Create your own joyful countenance!