Oh, what a beautiful day. Look at all that snow. White as white can be. Slowing us down to almost a crawl, and we can’t do anything about it for at least a few hours. Just for a little while, are you enjoying the crawl? Notice how each snowflake has its own pattern. I noticed one day when I was on the steps of a friend’s townhouse. It was snowing wildly, and NYC was at a snail’s pace. My friend and I both happened to glance at the glass door where snowflakes had settled. We were enthralled with their patterns. Neither of us had stopped to appreciate individual snowflakes before this day. It was one of those moments when time seemed to stand still.
A snail’s pace is nice for a change, though I know not for everyone. Businesses have to keep to their schedules, but can’t, when the snow falls heavily. The thing about this keeping to schedules is that when we let go, in these kinds of situations, and not worry, when we enjoy the beauty of the day, somehow we get the support of the universe, and it all works out.
For someone not used to trusting this way, it’s not easy. However, it’s like everything else, you won’t know unless you make it your experience. Think of the tiny, fragile, snowflakes, think of their patterns and their beauty. It seems that the universe does things creatively, not adhering to the same old script, even when the results are the same, as in a snowstorm. The universe has fun.
Shouldn’t we also since we’re a part of it all?