It's the first day of Spring and it's snowing in New York City!
But the 'first day' of the each season is rarely an ideal example of things to come.
Spring is rich wet flora breaking out in seizures of flowers like firecrackers caught in freeze frame.
Spring is a brisk breeze scattering crisp sunlight through vividly fresh green leaves high above.
Spring is the smell of freshly cut grass mixed with damp soil wafting up between a first kiss.
That Spring is 35-45 days or so away, maybe sooner, who knows.
It's a lot easier to accept what is than to let yourself become frustrated by expectation.
One of the most valuable things I've become more aware of from living with the present is that I so often see the profoundly subtle blend between the seasons.
Today is a great example of what it's like to see the Winter in Spring. A few weeks ago I noticed the buds on the shorn sticks of empty snow covered trees building toward their inevitable blossom.
Being present has a lot to do with connecting to the natural pace of the ever changing seasons. What a joy it is to catch an ambitious flower poking through the snow in late Winter!
Or to behold the exhausting ecstasy of breaking a sweat on a particularly humid day in late Spring. How about experiencing a perfectly even Spring night deep in the heart of Summer. Or melting in the blazing sunset of long day in early Autumn.
The more aware I become of the character of Earth, the more pronounced my gratitude. It's the same gratitude I feel on new years eve as fireworks expand in the night sky and crowds countdown in the distance while all I see is that it's simply midnight all over again.
Maybe every midnight is New Years Eve.
Every season blends into the next so beautifully that trying to put a definitive one day label on it at all feels like an insult to its glory.
I find it peculiar that we feel the need to trap the limitless nature of life into bite sized events. Why do we starve ourselves in the face of abundance?
Luckily, after living with this transformational object now for 3 years, the rope of time has loosened its second to second hold over me.
The long term benefit I enjoy is a more subtle understanding of all the layers of time.
A way of seeing time that ultimately leaves me wondering why we starve ourselves for 364 days waiting to celebrate one birthday.
When you're fully present, everyday is your birthday.
And today your birthday present is Spring, wrapped in snow.
Whoever you are, wherever you are today
For your viewing pleasure - I made a fun 3 minute video that takes the idea of the present in a new direction. The video has nothing and everything to do with the present. It's a fast paced curated aggregation of now.
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