© Jo Hewitt THE TEAL MANGO, 2012
Yesterday, as I drove to work, I met with a blanket of mist and fog. A cold wind had beaten the usually jubilant leaves into quiet submission on the ground-for some, a dreary day, indeed, especially after such vibrancy of the day before.
It seems so much of life is like this-after those moments which seem so perfect, that because they seem so few and we wait so long in between, how can this happen? How can life do this to us? It seems so unfair.
We have so much to do. Our days are so busy, so many obligations. Our days, weeks, months, years, our lifetimes are just much to short for everything we have to do. We don’t have time to eat or sleep some days. We are human doings and those cloudy, dank days get in the way.
Well, maybe not. Perhaps truly we are human beings masquerading as human doings. Even though this is the realm of doing, there is a time of respite and recharge for all creation. Seasons and cycles- night follows day, and the seasons turn. Our bodies recharge in the night season. Autumn going into winter is the time for nature to recharge. We are spiritual beings temporarily hanging out with material bodies. Just as we need to eat and sleep to recharge our physical body, we need to recharge our spiritual body.
On those misty gray days, as Mother Nature is cradling her own, she invites us into her warm embrace, to snuggle, to momentarily turn from the material world and let our souls recharge, wrapped in spirit.
Instead of meeting those days with disdain, maybe embrace them. Such a gift.