Accepting the Beauty in a Seeming Never Ending Winter
Finding
the beauty in what is rather than what I think I would prefer is, for me, the
path to peace and serenity. Sometimes I’m amazed at my personal growth in this
regard.
Despite
my affinity for the blinding sun and heat of mid summer and my general dislike
of winter, I’ve found beauty, exhilaration and a perplexing joy in this long,
snowy, frigid, seemingly never ending season. Maybe my change in attitude is,
in part, attributable to my telecommuting. Being able to avoid the commute to
downtown Washington on snow and ice covered roads has been a sanity saver in
any weather. But I know that is only
part of the explanation.
As I
sit at the window watching the snowfall yet again, creating a wonderland of
pristine white in the backyard, I feel a sense of wonder at the powers of the
Universe. Even knowing that when it stops, Todd & I will have to don our
foul weather gear, rev up the snow blower, and find a way to clear the ski
slope driveway when the banks are already towering with piles of snow from
recent storms, I’m filled with peace.
And,
I have to admit it is entertaining to watch the cats navigate the fresh
coverings, leaving tracks that appear slightly alien in strange and
unpredictable patterns.
While
I am ready for the new life that comes with spring, today I can accept the
beauty in the landscape and accept what is.
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