December 1, 2015
(If we live with an open and
grateful attitude, every day will bring a gift. This is one of 365 gifts during
the year I turned 70.)
Days with no defined lines between sun and shadow,
days with no contrast—this is when time slides imperceptibly like raindrops
down the window of life. Time glides and slides, one hour into another until I
suddenly realize that the day has disappeared and drained all the minutes with
it.
This passing is like a cat’s purr, blending into a
raindrop’s dampness. There is comfort in knowing that the tides continue to
rise and recede, in knowing that one day will follow another. And there is an
excitement in questioning, in not knowing, whether tomorrow will be a dark day
that slides or a bright one that offers clearly defined lines. It is a comfort
in knowing that on some days I can create playful shadows while on other days I
can retreat and just be. Like the tides, life has an ebb and flow, a rhythm
that continues like the breath which rises and falls.
It is interesting how dreary rainy autumn days make
the reds, oranges and yellows appear brighter as if these colors were compelled
to poke holes in the damp grayness and give balance. Today raindrops gently
kissed the remaining red geraniums in the flower box outside my front door. A
few weeks ago, I thought it was the end of their season but today I see they
still thrive. Even new buds wait, hoping for a warm greeting soon.
I soak contentedly in time.
My
gift today is being.
> Day 358: Passing
You can find links to my other posts on this project here:
http://bjschupp.blogspot.com/2014/12/365-gifts.html
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