Yes, we do not know what is in store for us as tomorrow is never promised. I really like that thought. So today I am going to embrace it. Only God knows what is around the corner and life is too precious to be ignored. Oh my goodness, even though it is still a bit chilly outside this morning I have my running shoes on for the first time this year!!! Albeit toque and mitts and bush jacket, I am so doing the happy dance. For lately, I have had to keep my truck up near the road as the low plus temperatures makes for a mushy, muddy, and rut creating lane as permafrost thaws begins to set in. But today!!! Nope. My clay dirt lane is solid to walk on, minus the abundance of snow, as last night temperatures dipped. Yippee me! And no washing of the paws from a pup who knows no boundaries to the fallout of early spring thaw….mud, red mud, mucky mud on. her. paws. Grrrr.
It felt great walking instead of trekking along at the side of my lane, doing the balancing act of carefully not tripping on the mix of tuft grass and crunchy grainy snow. That was yesterday’s story. Today is a new day to prance. Hahaha. I was thinking of the Bee Gees song “Staying Alive” as Maggie May and I motored along. The image of their music video of the trio strutting along with an air of confidence and delight while singing…that is how it was for me, minus the singing and strutting and their flowing hair of course. No my arms were a swinging with long strides, a bit out of breath, but an awareness of being alive.
So welcome March as you bring the unpredictability into living life fully whether inside or outside. (I cannot believe how two months of the new year has gone by already!) It is amazing to me how one responds to the nuances of the seasons that which we know comes anyway. Right? Winter comes, then spring, followed by summer, and fall. Repeat the unpredictable predictable. Well I saw the signs and put my running shoes on and goodness gracious I missed that light freeing feeling on my feet. Woohoo!!!
Of course today it is a gentle reminder too that this day is not promised either if one really thinks about it. We are gifted with moments and in those moments of time we choose to make them count. What is that old adage…count your blessings. Mine is my shoes and solid dirt lane moment. LOL. But with joy and delight in my heart, I love and appreciate those who were/are in my life with memories that touch the deepest part of me. To be able to do whatever that might be for as long as I can. And to not take for granted all that. Every ‘today’ is cherished. Blessings.
Let us pray for those whom are in need of our prayers and for those special moments bestowed upon us. Amen.
Karenpondering 