Yogis,
This week a small gift of appreciation arrived at my door from a company with whom
we do business. Enclosed was a card which read ‘Looking ahead to better times
and better weather!’ I totally understood the intent. Having now come out the
other end of 2020 I often hear talk of better times coming. Add in wintery mix
as our predominant weather forecast lately, and I hear the implied wish for the
return of sunny skies.
For some reason though, as I read it something about it did
not sit right.
We seem to be in the wintery mix weather pattern. One moment
hearing the patter of rain on the roof, and the next the click click click of ice
hitting the windows. Looking over my shoulder I glimpse a quick burst of snow. Once
I think it has all stopped, I look closer only to see light freezing rain.
Winter’s complete bundle.
I started to notice that each time I mentioned it to anyone,
I was adding the prefix ‘dreaded’ to its name, making my feelings clear. In
discussions I badmouthed it, couldn’t imagine why we would want it and clearly
wasn’t looking very hard for a good side.
Yesterday morning I headed out on my run with hopes of
beating the incoming weather back to the house. Pausing on my tree seat, my head
back and eyes closed, I felt the first drop of rain. Another. And another. An
ice pellet hits my nose. The sky is nondescript. My hands are cold. Even the
birds get quiet.
“Is it only a good day when the sun is shining?” the
universe asks. “Are you only happy when skies are clear? Will the bitter cold
temperatures turn this day into a bad day? If I create warmth for you every day
will your life be fuller? Will your worries melt away?”
I stayed to listen.
“Are they not all gifts?” the universe continued. “Without
the life-giving rain you would go thirsty. Wouldn’t something be missing
without ice for your drink on those hot summer days? What would it be like to
never glide on frozen ponds or see the intricacies hidden in an icicle? Or is it that they are only gifts when they
arrive on your terms?”
“Have you forgotten that you always have the power to create
your own sunshine?”
Sigh. Of course, once again you are right. We want to be
very wary when we find ourselves waiting for better days and better weather. We
could be waiting a lifetime. This day, this life and all of its messiness is a gift,
and our happiness is not determined by how it arrives. That light can only be
created on the inside whether it be a perfect spring day or a gray February morning
blanketed by wintery mix.
I headed home and changed into my favorite oversized wool
sweater. I set up a cozy sitting space in which to paint, read and drink my hot
tea. Able to look out the window and watch as the world was transformed into a
winter wonderland. It was a joy filled day.
Nope, I am not waiting for better times or better weather.
Grateful for wintery mix……
SARAH
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