by Deanna
Last year at this time I was in a funk. Despair was eating away at my usual good nature. I kept blaming it on the horrible winter we were having and perhaps that was the reason, but slowly I have brought myself back to my "feel good" space and I see life with a much better attitude. We all go through stages similar to this, just read Leigh's post that she wrote earlier this week. We all face those "down-times" and sometimes it is not as simple as "shaking it off" or a "get over it". Every life has its dark and cheerful hours. Happiness comes from choosing which to remember.
This winter I have embraced a more positive attitude. I get out of the house more, I relish the sun when it shines, I have been reading good books, and seeking out the beauty of the winter. We had a bountiful snow fall on Sunday, all 16 inches of it, so after the snow plows had cleared the streets, and my snow angels had shoveled my driveway, I drove to the Arboretum with snow still falling.
As I slowly drove through this beautiful place covered with pure white I had my Sirius radio tuned in to the "Spa" station which delivers soft, soothing, relaxing music. It was then I felt like life had handed me a magical moment.
In the Spring the trees are in bud and flowering, the Summer brings all shades of green, the Fall is like a painting of oranges, reds & golds. But in the winter the bones, the framework, the shapes and forms are in full display. Their nakedness reveals their inner beauty.
The snow had gathered in little puff balls on some of the branches.
And since our Focusing On Life Theme for the month is LOVE I managed to find a tree with a heart carved into its trunk. Ahh sweet love.
Walt Whitman said it best....Savor every day. "To me every hour of the light and dark is a miracle. Every cubic inch of space is a miracle." I couldn't agree more.
