I have been hearing a great of complaining about winter. Very few people I know appreciate the cold weather. Now granted, I also know people who love to ski, sled, hike and yes, believe it not...BIKE??? Yeesh....As each year passes, I can not say that I appreciate winter. I am not a fan of being cold, particularly when the husband and I are trying to save on oil. (One year for Christmas, I got two pairs of long underwear! Toasty!) On the other hand, and yes, there is another hand here, I hate being hot too. I hate getting into a hot car. Give me a beach and I can cope. In fact, I can cope with just about anything as long as I have the means to do so. Which brings me to another musing...
The seasons remind us that there are things we have absolute no control over...Not in the least. They come every year in a cycle. That cycle has recently reminded me that my life too has a cycle and I (We) have very little control over that too in many ways. If we are fortunate enough, we age as the seasons. We bloom. We grow facing the sun. As the weather chills, we cease our growth and find our contentment in being in 'full bloom, even if we know it is "temporary." The chill comes to all of us. We are confronted with unforeseen challenges that we never planned to have evolved. But we like nature evolve. We become faced with challenges that tug at our hearts and our minds and physically we know that we have changed. Sounds ominous but fear not...Nature gives us the ability to heal and bloom again. When the weather warms, we can change our clothing and evolve. Whethter we realize it or not, with every season we evolve and know, that we have changed for the bettter.
It never ceases to amaze me but as a I look out the window, I see potential. Animal footprints in the snow. Cardinals feasting at our bird feeders. The peace and the quiet of each passing winter day forces me to take a long pause and reflect on what I have and what I need to do before spring arrives. Winter reminds me that I have "miles to go" and need to remain busy on my own wishes and dreams no matter how realistic or unrealistic they may be. Winter makes us pause. Spring makes us hopeful. Summer makes us actively involved and fall, gives us a slight chill but even more energy than we knew we had in summer!
When I was a wee one, I loved being outside until I got poison ivy...BAD...I lost my love of nature temporarily but many years later, as an adult, I met a man who is all about the love of nature, no matter what season it is. Throughout our relationship, we have remained outside. Hiking, kayaking, swimming...My husband wanted me to see what I never really appreciated before...seasons change and we must too. I will always love him for that. We must embrace nature and not be afraid of it. The weather of each season is unpredictable. Whether we accept that or not, is a choice we make and unlike nature, it is our choice. And that...is the beauty of every season we are fortunate to witness.
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