“Thoreau’s Cooking Stove” | Anthony Satori
“I sometimes left a good fire when I went to take a walk in a winter afternoon; and when I returned, three or four hours afterward, it would be still alive and glowing. My house was not empty though I was gone. It was as if I had left a cheerful housekeeper behind. It was I and Fire that lived there.”
“The next winter I used a small cooking-stove for economy… but it did not keep fire so well as the open fireplace. Cooking was then, for the most part, no longer a poetic, but merely a chemic process. It will soon be forgotten, in these days of stoves, that we used to roast potatoes in the ashes. The stove not only took up room and scented the house, but it concealed the fire, and I felt as if I had lost a companion. You can always see a face in the fire. The laborer, looking into it at evening, purifies his thoughts… But I could no longer sit and look into the fire.”
— Henry David Thoreau
“Blue Rain” | Anthony Satori
“Dreams are today’s answers to tomorrow’s questions.”
— Edgar Cayce
“Winter Flowers” | Anthony Satori
“Look within. Within is the fountain of good, and it will ever bubble up, if thou wilt ever dig.”
— Marcus Aurelius
I’ve always been fascinated with, and delighted by, flowers that bloom at night, or in the heart of winter. I find the mere existence of such joyfully contrarian and ebullient elements in nature to be both refreshing and inspiring. Winter-blooming flowers are truly demonstrating what it means to dig into one’s own innate “fountain of good,” and to create one’s own most pure and natural beauty from within one’s own true self.
“Rain is Grace” | Anthony Satori
“Rain is grace; rain is the sky descending to the earth; without rain, there would be no life.”
— John Updike
“Evening Snowfall” | Anthony Satori
Snow falls silently from the night sky. Countless soft flakes drift downward in what seems like slow motion, almost as if time itself has slowed down. The earth and trees become gently coated with a layer of fresh, soft powder. You feel a slight chill in the air. Your breathing becomes deep and steady. The world is suddenly quiet. It is a peaceful moment, full of mystery and beauty.
I wish everyone joy and light, this holiday season. Merry Christmas!
“Solstice” | Anthony Satori
Tomorrow, December 21, is Winter Solstice. Every season has its beauty, and Winter’s stark wonder reaches its subtle peak tonight, the longest night of darkness in the year. There is deep beauty to be found by immersing oneself in the experience of the clouds, the rain, the wind… they are, without a doubt, genuine offerings of Demeter’s heart, and hold profound meaning in their nature. Do not become too mired in their melancholy, however… for the planet has turned on its axis, the captivity of Persephone has crossed its half mark, and the earth has begun its slow, steady thaw toward Spring. And Spring, after all, is where life is meant to thrive. Just appreciate every moment along the way, every step of the journey.