Sunday, January 13, 2019

Sunday

Today is Sunday, January 13, 2019.

I woke up early this morning and looked outside to see snow falling to the ground beneath my window and onto the distant  mountains. I shivered. I am not looking forward to winter, I thought.

Then I picked up the book I’ve been reading, Sarah Ban Breathnach’s Simple Abundance, and read the following words.

“January...beckons. Come, let winter weave her wondrous spell: cold, crisp, woolen muffler days, long dark evenings of savory suppers, lively conversations, or solitary joys. Outside the temperature drops as the snow falls softly. All of nature is at peace. We should be too...This is the month to dream, to look forward to the year ahead and the journey within.

Ahh, yes I thought, I would like that. At least one day to sit quietly -  to watch the snow fall, to dream, to read and to take - via meditation - a quiet journey within.”

Yes, I would like that. At least until 4:30 when I turn on the television to watch the Eagles beat the Saints!

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