All the heaviness of our daily lives seem lighter and the monotonous pounding cacophony of the daytime noise usually present seems to mellow as well.
Over the last few years (since having one of those miserably scary, ass grabbing the seat, white knuckle moments) I've taken to calling snow, "white fluffy hell".
Fact is, thanks to muscle memory I now have a bit of anxiety over snow; so it's a challenge to simply kick back and enjoy the beauty of it.
Yet, even w/ my unfortunately jaded pov of snow in general, if ever I'm in a negative space/mood (as long as I don't have to go out in it) the beauty/lightness of the snowflakes reminds my heart of this same beauty/lightness w/in along w/ the vision my eyes behold; it sincerely promotes a peaceful moment w/in/out when I'm able to allow myself to appreciate it.
Another blessing I've witnessed w/ fresh falling snow has been one of the depth of contrast in color.
We're very blessed here in our mountain corner of NC to have many different species of birds w/in our view; oftentimes my backyard seems more bird sanctuary than the middle of town.
It never fails, I can go for weeks on end and not see the beauty/splendor I speak of, as soon as there's enough snow to give everything a blanket of pure white along comes an added touch of divine paintbrush w/ a visit from cardinal.
Aside from perhaps watching your child(ren) as they excitedly make snow angels, or the exuberance of an impromptu snowball fight w/ friends the beauty of cardinal in all his bright red splendor against the white of the snow is one of nature's simple blessings.
I was watching the snow fall from my kitchen window this morning and there he was directly across from me perched in one of the pines in my backyard.
I watched him for a moment w/ a soft smile on my face and a warmth in my heart (funny how snow can warm you so deeply).
I decided to get my binoculars but, by the time I returned he had disappeared from my view, a fleeting moment of reminder of the love from all around (simply the briefest red splash of serenity).
Sometimes all we need to do to appreciate life is to simply stop and observe the moment were in; and listen for the blessing w/in it.
Hope you too took a moment today to appreciate the scenery...and your blessings.
Namaste...❤ ~C
I'm sorry you've had an experience with snow that gives you anxiety. I'm super happy about the cardinal. I didn't know that the cardinal (mainly the male because he's all red and stuff) was the state bird, so cool. Snow is a treasure to me. I simply love it, I drive super slow, I always have (the plows are the difference. Up north they DEAL with it. sometimes it takes hours. Down South they "Deal" with it - they throw down salt/saline to keep the road from freezing, but the heavy stuff pretty much stays until it melts off by traffic (light and ballsy at first, but it's not plows regardless). So tonight, I went out at midnight. I brushed off the car and I warmed up the glass for visibility that 20 min I spoke of. Just for reference, the snow is up to my mid-calf in the yard, so 9 inches. I drove to the store, got the goods and came home. I missed my driveway, but when I backed up and tried to pull in, nope nope no. I pulled the car into the neighbor's flatland in front of the road and let it be.
ReplyDeleteAnyways, Keep your binocs out and at a window and smile as much as possible.
Interestingly enough, it had not occurred to me to consider the state bird reference. Even more interesting is the occurrence of my geographical moves.
ReplyDeleteB/R in a cardinal state (Va), moved to a mockingbird state (Tn), moved to another mockingbird state (Fl), then back to another cardinal state when I came to NC in 2001. The magickal nature of all this is interesting alone. Actually love the beauty of snow, that'll not likely change; it's being out in it that messes w/ me.