
"Everything’s
magical when its snows, everything looks pretty. The clothes are great. Coats,
scarves, gloves, hats...Do you know the best things in my life have happened
when it snowed?...I feel good. Tingly...
When I was five, I had a really bad ear infection and I had been home in bed
for a week and I was very sad. So I wished really hard that something wonderful
would happen to me. And I woke up the next morning and it had snowed. And I was
sure that some fairy godmother had done it just for me. It was my little
present.
Of course, many years later, I realized that logically, the snow was not
there for me personally. But, still, when it snows, something inside me says,
‘hey that’s your present.’ I don’t think it’ll ever change" - Lorelai
Gilmore
Though it doesn't snow in QLD, I've always felt I
could relate to what Lorelai was saying.
I've always
looked forward to the shift in weather, not only for the obvious more desirable
climate and better fashion options, but because of the promise of positive
change.
Change can
be scary. I am not a fan of change. But I feel like Winter has so many positive
associations with it, that over the years, it has become a marker for when my life is going to
go into reboot. A positive reboot.
For everyone
else, New Years is when this occurs... not for me.
The day I
wake up and feel the distinct chill in the air, the smell of the cooler
morning, I know it's time.
It's not
quite Winter yet, but the change has started.
I went for
my usual afternoon walk yesterday, and this is what I saw:
The beauty of a Winter sunset is unlike any other during the year. There is something special about that sky when it gets colder. It's like the universe is showing you that it's ready for change, and it's giving you a little sneak peek.
This moment, right here, where the sun is just about gone. Where there are slivers of light fighting through the clouds. Where colour explodes and beauty takes over.
It is one of my most favourite moments in life, ever. The late afternoon, my most favourite time of day, coupled with one hell of a cold-day-sunset. I feel good. Tingly.
I take this as a sign from the universe, that change is coming.
The sunset is of course an end to a day, and the cooler temperature I woke up to is an end to Summer. But there's more to it, for me.
It's the world giving me my own little present.
Showing me that there can be an end to whatever negative things I want to leave behind. That good things can, and are, to come.
Just when I think I cannot handle any more, just when things start piling up and I begin to get overwhelmed, the universe is sending me a present to remind me not to give up. To breathe. That hope exists.
To let go of the things/people getting me down, and that there are things/people to look forward to in the future.
The end of the bad, The change to good.
My positive reboot.
So thanks, Universe, for my present. It could not have come at a better time.
J x