Today is March 30th. It is snowing. It started snowing about a half hour ago. I live in Juneau, Alaska. Late March snow is not common but it happens.
When it first started snowing, I was appalled. I was sad that Spring still hasn’t won a decisive battle against Winter. I was frustrated that now that I feel healty for the first time in four days, it wasn’t sunny anymore.
Somehow, I started thinking that if it were January or February, I’d find watching the snow very soothing. I like to watch it fall and swirl. So I sat by a window for a few minutes and really watched the chaotic play of flakes of various sizes blowing in the light breeze. And it was soothing.
The lesson here? I let myself get angry and sad because of a false sense of context — snow doesn’t belong in Spring. When I take things on their own terms — snow is pretty whenever it falls, I can enjoy peace.
This realization (or remembering) helped me. Though I’m sure that I didn’t fully communicate it here, I hope it helps you.
Filed under: me | Tagged: life, perspective, snow
