“He who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe… is as good as dead; his eyes are closed.”
Today snowed in Birmingham, Alabama; this green and
I come from Latin America and the tropical and sunny beaches in the Caribbean Sea. I discovered though along these past 3 years, that I must have so kind of weird gene replicating those of Penguins, because I love cold weather.
I have to confess I was secretly asking for snow; I had woke up in the middle of the night expecting to see the white flakes covering everything around when the weather channel had announced – “possible snow showers today;” and had been disappointed. I was about to give up and then…. A white day!
I was in a parallel Universe; while others were frustrated and annoyed and even scared, I went for a walk for fun. I jumped, slide and got wet. I do not have winter clothes, so I dressed up with two or three of everything (three pair of gloves, two pairs of pants, 3 hats, a sweater and a jacket), hard to move, impossible to text!
I threw myself in the snow and drew snow angles and wrote to the universe in that amazingly white canvas how happy I was of being able to see and feel those soft flakes that seem to move in snow motion if you look at them from below.
I was almost ashamed of my joy; I understand that is not fun when it takes us 5 hour to reach home and the last section, you have to walk ( yes, I know, and shoveling snow from the driveway and so on!) I do apologize for my insensibility. I was warm enough and there were no people hurt around me.
There was a moment of such an overwhelming feeling of wonder and gratitude for life, for nature, for the opportunity to experience an open space that seemed almost magic that I have to stop and contemplate in silence my surroundings…
I reflected on how different things can be when you decide to see them through the lenses of acceptance and awe!
If I want something to be real in my life and never ever forget, is the ability to be surprised and in awe. I think that the innocence of our childhood is never lost, is just asleep…
Today my adult gave up and allowed my inner child to have the time of her life! I have committed to let her “Be” openly before, but today I am certain that alchemy has done its job; she is alive and ready to take over, I got my philosopher stone.
If you have not find yours, please keep looking, is there at the tip of your fingers, or may I say your soul?