Did the title prompt an immediate humming of that ever so catchy OutKast tune?
“…ain’t nobody dope as me. I’m just so fresh, so clean. So fresh and so clean clean.”
Haha — great tune, but that’s not the reference I’m making. I’m talkin’ snow. Yep… snow. A blanket of snow that has freshly fallen onto the ground. Clean and inviting in its appearance. Crisp and invigorating to the touch. Snow.
Today, after he shoveled the most recent wintery gift, I asked my husband what feelings the sight of snow evoke. His immediate response was… “Fun.” He spoke of his childhood, being outside and playing in the snow with friends… not what I was thinking, or the response I was looking for… so I cut him off and quickly rephrased the question. Even quicker — completely ignoring my interruption — he responds, “Fun”… and proceeds to speak of his childhood, being outside and playing in the snow with friends. I asked… right?!
What response was I anticipating?
Something more figurative. Something more “right-brained”… something that made reference to a fresh and clean perspective of life. Basically I was in search of a response that provided confirmation of my own quirky and abstract thinking. Yet, I did ask my “left-brained” husband… and his response (I should have known) came in true form. The expected format; logical and precise.
22 days into a new year, I intentionally refrained from creating any resolutions. Instead, I decided (and put it out into the universe) that this year, 2014, would be comprised of baby steps. Daily small steps in which I was always true to myself.
You know, steps like… being appreciative of my daily blessing. Being aware of any toxic surroundings and the what/who I allow to affect my temperament. Being completely present in “the moment”…for my children, husband and for myself. Continuing to love my unique imperfections and the beauty of age. Haha — and probably most important (and my mother would MOST certainly agree) is to simply sloooooooooow down and clear my plate. With the many hats that I wear, and with my many endeavors/goals/activities… I simply need to pace myself with baby steps. The race need not be run so quickly, for the finish line will be there… when I get there.
Trust me, all of this is MUCH easier said that done!
Believe you me, there are a plethora of “things” and “goals” that could be spewed — the list that I could create would make you (and me) dizzy. I have aspirations with my full-time interior design career, goals for my part-time job as stella & dot stylist, photography classes to take, paintings to be painted, more blogs to be written, new books to be read, experiences/travels and trips with my family; and let’s not forget about me continuing to fine-tune my wine palate… all while maintaining a healthy lifestyle, both with food and exercise. WHEW!
So instead, I decided… a new method is in order. What is that old adage about insanity? Doing that same thing over and over and expecting different results… Ha! Not me this year! I’m sticking to that other old adage… the best way to eat an elephant, is one bite at a time.
So with the snow… and the question…
With my 2014 baby steps mindset, the snow seemed to represent so much more. The site of an untouched snowfall (free from footprints, dirt and yellow splotches) was a visual treat. Pure. So fresh. So clean. Actually, kinda dreamy… for you could easily get lost in thought staring at the crisp white planes or slopes. Intoxicating, eh?
Lost in thought I was. And the “ah-ha” moment was when I made this connection. The sheer fact that the blanket of snow that surrounded my home consisted of billions and billions and BILLIONS of tiny snowflakes… it just seemed to add confirmation that small things/baby steps absolutely matter and can make one hell of an impact! Too deep for ya? Perhaps…
But remember… I’m “right-brained” and an artist. Haha — I see “meaning” in practically everything! Now that I think about it… I might have been a wee bit hard on my husband and his snow interpretation. Maybe his notion of “Fun” has elements of fresh and clean intertwined?! Could be…
At any rate… tomorrow is day 23 of the new year.
Yep, you guessed it. Continue my baby steps.
With the hopes of making my mother proud… here is one more old adage. As for my baby steps…
Slow and steady wins the race.