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It's a New Year...that has been welcomed with a snowstorm. It got me thinking kind of reflectively and philosophically, and I thought about how I define snow. In a big snow, the flakes blanket the earth with a fluffy white. The trees that once looked lifeless after losing their leaves completely transform when snowflakes line each branch. There is something, so pure, and so beautiful about a fresh, untouched snow. Something that makes you a child again, yearning to stomp around in the wet, cold stuff. Yet, what happens several days after a snow? It melts, cars drive through it, and it turns into a muddy, brown mess.
This thought got me thinking about our own lives. Every year, we tell ourselves that we are going to achieve something...lose weight maybe, or get better at finances, yet often times that pureness of intention in our hearts often fades away into the muddy, brown, messes of our every day lives. Instead of cherishing what we have, we envy others, or discredit those things. Why do we wait for the holidays to make resolutions? I'm not bashing resolutions by any means...I think they are fantastic, and we all do need to take the time to reflect on ourselves and the things we need to work on in our lives. However, I think it needs to be a daily event...not something we do half-hazardly once a year with no real accountability or ambition to change those things.
Just a thought. I'm just bursting at the seems with crazy thoughts right now.
I will leave you with a favorite quote of mine:
"Let us live, so when we come to die, even the undertaker will be sorry."
Hope y'all have a blessed 2012!