it's snowing again.
I've finished up all of the things that a man needs to do before he takes his body into the world and I've curled up in my chair with a cop of coffee to listen to my soul.
I'm just watching the snow.
It's snow globe snow today, softly falling to the earth without a hint of aggression. I like that image. If the world we inhabit was some kind of cosmic snow-globe on the shelf of a far greater being than ourselves, then this snow means we've been picked up and enjoyed. We have his or her full attention as feelings of magic and memory are brought to the surface. This is definitely snow-globe snow.
I'd love to say today is going to be spent here, letting God watch us and remember a better time and making our plans for the future. However, there are to-do lists and appointments and responsibility. The snow will have to be relocated and managed in order for my plans to go forward as I intended. It will take time and expense, but there are things to do.
I wonder how life would change if we let snow days happen. What would we find if we let the snow cause us to stop for a moment or change our course for the day instead of seeing it as a nuisance. What if we started to look at the world around us for guidance as to how we must spend our day.
What or who would I see?
I've had a lot of snow in my life these days. In some ways, me and this winter have looked a lot alike. So much that was familiar has been covered and frozen and roads I'm traveling have either become slippery, slow, or just simply impassable. I'm the only one who can decide how to react. I can quit, which many do, I can spend my resources to continue on my original trajectory or I can simply stop and ask the snow...
it's a beautiful snow.
1 comment:
For the past couple weeks,I've been saying that I enjoy the snow, even though I no longer ski or sled or even go out and walk around in it. I do a little bit of shoveling, just to keep my son in the game, but mostly just watch it fall.
But I think you hit the nail on the head about the beauty of snow. There is something comforting about it, even when it ties up traffic and keeps the kids home from school.
As you said, it's a beautiful snow.
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