We awoke this morning to a winter wonderland.
This was surprising, because it was unexpected. Mother Nature always rules the weather forecast, in spite of what we think.
When we went to bed, it was 40 degrees F, and all of the prior snow had melted several days ago. There was bare ground and clear skies.
Fresh snow always transforms our world. White and pure, the snow covers all the muddy spots in the yard. It conceals all of the pathways and fills in the rutted spots. It makes everything look good, and new.
When I awaken to fresh, new snow, it is easy to feel that I am being awakened to something new and fresh, in me and in my life.
In a sense, we all awaken to something new and fresh, in ourselves, and in our lives, every morning.
Each new morning is a new awakening of potential, and possibility.
Each new day beckons us to a whole new set of possibilities that has never been present before, because we are not the same person that we were yesterday. And the circumstances of our lives are not exactly the same as they were before either.
I fail to recognize the new awakenings, unless something gets my attention and calls to me, inviting me into new possibility. I tend to see the same landscape of my life that I saw yesterday, unless I consciously acknowledge that it is different.
When I woke up this morning, I expected to see the same landscape that I saw when I went to bed last night. This is a beautiful gift of awareness that I have been given in the new snow.
How can we all see the new awakening that each morning is for us?
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