How Snow in Washington Impacts My Life
I listen to the refrigerator running. Normally it’s ignored. No cars. No trucks. No buses passing on the road down below.
Nature has plopped mounds of snow on bushes and branches for as long as they can hold. I’m in a cartoon of snow land. No, an animated video with more dimension. This layer of snow helps me stop, look and listen. How gorgeous! I find myself in a philosophical state of mind.
This morning I awake and say hello to the happy invisible me who never sleeps. Again, I think about my commitment to write. This time I listen. My body moves about under the direction of an unseen intelligence supporting my intentions. If I am quiet I will be able to organize my thoughts with ease. A cup of coffee later I think more and more about the best kept secret of my life: my invisible self.
I am aware of this because I have no knowledge how to maintain the activities of physiology within my body. Yet it has been maintained for over 72 years! My invisible self presents as satisfied, content, and intent upon the critical business of maintenance so that I can move about my day with ease.
What a loyal friend is your heart! Consider your age. How many years has your heart been beating? I estimate over an average of a 66-year-lifespan the heart beats 2.5 billion times.a quote from Getting To Happy: Learn to Read Emotional Messages.
The heart beats and your lungs exchange carbon dioxide for oxygen, waste for nourishment, to nourish your blood supply whether you think about it. These systems are available free-of-charge throughout your lifetime.
I go to the piano to play a song. I intend to stand up, walk over to the piano, sit down on the bench, place my hands on the keyboard and begin playing a melody I hear in my head. I consciously want to do this. But it is my unconscious self that makes all this possible. The amazing body orchestrates to accomplish this goal. Think about what it takes to stand up! Movement! Cooperation of all body parts! Amazing! That’s enough to keep me happy throughout the day. I appreciate this well-run physical organization of circulation, muscles, bones, chemistry balance, all if it! This unseen self exquisitely expresses my every wish!
Writing is becoming a means to organize and become aware of my thoughts. Snow has slowed down the world for me so that I can enjoy this process.
What motivates you to write? How does weather impact you? Perhaps these topics can inspire you to continue expressing your unique perspective! Go out and create something!