A Blizzard's Gift
One thing I have always struggled with is having enough time. False belief systems that "life is too short" and "there's not enough time in the day" have often haunted my thinking. How can I find the time to check things off my to-do list: time to be a mom, run errands, get my daughter fed, dressed, and to the bus stop, run a charity, volunteer, work on my dreams as a writer and performer, etc. etc... you get the point. I am exhausted just thinking about it all.
I DO take the time to watch the sunrise and meditate almost every day, and a few days a week I take the time to attend my Kickboxing and Yoga classes because without them, my sanity is at stake. And still I never seem to be on time and I spend most days feeling rushed. I hate rushing! I constantly have to remind myself that God's timing is perfect, and that the concept of time is just an illusion, created by Man. God isn't holding a clock. But does that help my anxiety about time?
Today, I woke up to more than three feet of snow on the ground. And suddenly, time has stopped. Outside my window, where the road used to be, are ripples of snow that closely resemble ocean waves. And this means that we cannot go anywhere... and suddenly it hits me that I have zero obligations. The things I was supposed to do today would require me to drive, and that isn't possible. And wow - now I have ALL the time in the world! Time to spend with my family, time to laugh with neighbors as we shovel snow, time to make delicious food to eat, time to be creative, and even time to write this blog! What a gift!