A SNOWY MORNING

The worst of the blizzard was to the South of us, we had a lot of drifting, but probably, only five inches of new snow. It is hard to gauge, because there is only an inch or two in some places and over a foot in others.

When I first got up I was dreading it. I didn't want to start the day, blowing paths, so I could do the chores. I drank my coffee and did my crossword puzzle and I had a little cloud hanging over my head. I cheered up, and Xina and I, went out {yes, I have my dog back}. I blew a path out to the chicken coop and a potty path for Xina. She doesn't like to squat in the snow. My snowblower went on the fritz before I was have way done, and I had to shovel a path out to the driveway and garage.

I wanted to assess how bad the driveway needed plowing. Noah came home last evening as the storm was abating, his tracks were covered; but, I didn't think the snow was very deep for the whole length. Our driveway is a tenth of a mile long or about a city block. When I reached the garage, I decided to take the van and make a few passes up and down the driveway. Once I was in the van I thought, “why not go to Ogilvie and get the paper.” I did.

When I got home, I discovered I worried Jamie. The last thing I said to her was that the snowblower was on the fritz, and I would need to shovel. She said that she looked out the window, from time to time, to see if I was okay, and I vanished. She said she was about ready to call the first responders, when she noticed the car tracks coming out of the garage. It crossed my mind, that that could happen; but, she was ensconced in the back room, on her computer, and I thought, I would be back home, before she knew I was gone. I didn't want to come back in the house and announce I was going. I won't do that again. When one is over eighty, and shoveling snow, things can happen. Actually, it was not heart attack snow. It was easy to shovel and I had a beautiful Morning.

The little cloud, over my head, dissipated immediately upon going outside. It is such a marvelously, beautiful day. Bright Sun! I even let the chickens out, thinking one or two of them, would brave walking in the snow.

I don't have much to say today; except to keep looking for the light and pass it on. I didn't need to have that little cloud over my head this Morning. I was scaring myself into thinking that I wasn't going to enjoy the Morning activity. Let us not look for trouble. Stay focused in the moment and love everything.

There are great changes happening in the world. We don't need to be disturbed by them. The light is bright at the end of the tunnel. Fear is our only enemy. To the degree, we can eschew fear, is the degree we will be peaceful. Peace is love. Peace is happiness.

Love and Peace, Gregg