The windows are open in my bedroom. The evening light is filtering in, everything looks a little softer. More saturated. I know why they call it "Spring Green". Everything looks fresh. Jade is sitting on my windowsill. Sunlight catches on the highlights of his fur. His eyes glow. The needles of the pine tree outside my window are green and gold. It is beautiful.
I am home alone. I could've made plans, I could've gone to the gym. But I came home. I could've turned on some music. But I did not. I read several chapters of the book I'm trying to finish. I heard the distant music of an ice cream truck. The sound of cars as they pass along the road. Bird singing.
There are blue kitty sized paw prints on my carpet. I'm sure there are a million other things I should attend to now. But I'm not. I'm choosing to take this precious time to read and think and write. To be.
Perhaps it's time I started slowing down. Perhaps it's time to relax a little, to feel at peace. Perhaps it's time to say 'no' every once in a while. No to plans and no to music and no to the rush of life. The frantic flight from solitude. The business that keeps my guard up, keeps my heart hard.
It's a nice idea.
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