The first time I saw a coopers hawk outside my window at work I took 178 pictures of it. That was Feb, 2, 2012. It sat on this same branch you see in this picture for three hours or so. I believe that it is the same coopers hawk. I saw it last year but did not have my camera that day. This year I saw it yesterday. I took 7 pictures this time. (Progress right?) It is always in February and it sits here for 3-4 hours.
Coopers hawks have a symbolic meaning of creative force. February is my hardest month to be creative. I typically call it my dead month. This creative block seems to hit in winter and peak in February. The fact that I see this hawk every year in February is astonishing to me. Every year I am a little bit in awe of it. Every year I self asses at this time: how I am doing on the creative front?
This year was easier. It was a creative flow that I have never seen in February for myself. Maybe embracing winter was just what I needed. As we go into arctic blast 4.0 I am not even dreading it. It is possible that the events of this winter have really helped me to find myself in a new and interesting way. After this winter I can say I will never view winter the same again. It has been a delightful winter on several fronts. In fact, if I take the weather out of it this winter has been downright joyous.
Yes this evil, long and cold winter could destroy creativity; instead what I found in the end is that I may never look at winter the same again. I know that as I read back over the blog from the day I said I would embrace winter there are some moments where a certain attitude of defeat may show up. I would much rather look at the entire journey as a whole.