Friday, December 13, 2019

Snow Day

We had some snow yesterday, with more coming down today.  I have no appointments, no reason to leave the house.  So I'm not going to.

The world seems too much with me lately.  For the superstitious, today is also Friday the 13th.  Not that I put much stock in such things, but the roads were a mess by afternoon yesterday, and today it just seems like a good day to stay home and away from people.

Now that the ground has a good covering of snow, we are well into the season, both mentally and in reality.  The solstice is coming soon and the daylight hours will begin to lengthen again.  But for now these grey dreary days do tend to rob me of my energy.  At least the snow is pretty as it dresses up the landscape with a blanket of white.

Friends assure me that I am over drawn at the energy bank and that things will return, just like the sun.  I content myself with my looms and a jigsaw puzzle, fiddling with bits of colourful cardboard, a winter ritual I used to do with a friend who died.  We would spend an hour or two daily from Christmas onwards drinking coffee, laughing, making puzzles.  As I do them on my own I remember her and the good times we would have chatting.

The new pain treatment holds promise that things will improve for me, I just have to exercise my weak patience muscles, as well as my physical ones. 

Today seems to be a day to retreat from the world, think about what is important, what I, personally, can do to improve things for others who may be struggling.  It seems impossible for one person to make a difference, but as the Dalai Lama points out, if you think one person can't be noticed, try sleeping with a mosquito in the room.  (I paraphrase)

So many examples of individual folk working to improve the lot for all.  So many examples of other folk trying to tear them down.  Yet, they persist.

On a brighter note, I received the paperwork from Olds College yesterday to teach level one at Fibre Week, June 21-25, 2020 in Olds, Alberta.  I've also stuck my hand up to teach at two of the satellite locations, but they remain to be determined.  As I know more, I will share.

This is one thing I can do:  teach others.  If the apocalypse comes, people will need farmers/shepherds, spinners and weavers.  Just saying'

1 comment:

Peg Cherre said...

Self care. It’s important-no, essential. You know that. Staying in and treating yourself well on a snow day just makes sense.