The official snowfall reading of 13.6 inches, makes for the most snow our area has seen in one storm in over 8 years, which is a long time indeed, and was well overdue. It was also the first snowfall in 2 years where more than 10.0" fell in one storm. Finally, this was the 9th heaviest snowfall for our area since 2002. Keno – our local weather meister
No wonder I’d forgotten what’s needed when deep snow falls. It’s been quite a while. And, if you’ve been with me for a bit, you know I’ve longed for it, especially this year. Now, finally, the ground is covered in a white blanket, as it should be in winter. Happy Gaia! Happy me!
As this deep snow called me inward, my desire for a clear, safe path for Zadie Byrd and me as well as my car to reach the road called me out. So, shovel I did, feeling deep gratitude for the moisture and the beauty, while my body nudged, ‘be careful … don’t overdo it …’. I l listened, shoveling a bit then resting. Shoveling some more, resting again. A few areas that I normally shovel were left undone, a choice that’s big for me.
Feeling weary with the work complete, I answered the call to turn my attention within. My weariness evoked questions of sustaining life here as the years go by and the body’s abilities shift. I felt the questions deep inside. A few tears fell and the roads of judgement (You should be able to do more … Blah, blah, blah.) and fear (What if I can’t sustain life in this place I love?) beckoned me to their path. (Hey let’s have a pity and worry party …)
No! I declined, remembering the roads of letting go, of trust, of gratitude, of care. That’s the place within where I want to live!
The questions remain as explorations to engage. Not as problems to be solved or answers to figure out, but as opportunities. To embrace the unknown. To trust life and creation. To live fully and enjoy every moment in this beautiful, sacred place. To recognize when I need support and ask for it. To walk in gratitude, no matter what.
Inside. Outside … the dance with Life!