I woke up early this morning and it is still mysterious outside.
The day is about to unfold and I have no idea what it holds. I feel a certain amount of energy when I stay in the present and yet it is so easy to be pulled in to the "to do's". Perhaps weekends make it easier to be presently focused because they are days like no other.
Growing up, Saturday was a chore day and Sunday was church, Shirley Temple and a roast beef dinner. It seems like the weeks are rolling by faster and faster and Friday seems to almost come too quickly.
Maybe this is because as a parent, over time, we see our little ones go from pushing peas up their nose, to kindergarten, their first dance and then suddenly we are taking them to the secretary of state to get their driver's license.
At the moment, I don't want time to pass quickly. I want to soak in every moment of the present -
- seeing icicles fall
- skitching on ice with "no tread" shoes
- remembering lavender
- practicing the poetry in my mind
- taking time to listen
- sipping hot coffee in my comfy chair
- wearing polkadot pajamas and knowing that I look ridiculous
- feeling heat around my feet and being glad I am not homeless
- celebrating other people's momentous occasions and making them feel special
- realizing that words aren't always necessary to communicate
- being excited about chapstick and really good hand cream that smells like eucalyptus
- watching the light unfold in my midst
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