I finally got out of the house today and enjoyed a beautiful winter afternoon. The sky was a brilliant blue and the sun was shining. The most recent snowfall was melting showing more patches of brown grass than snow. It was wonderful to be out. I walked the trails for the first time in weeks and was amazed by the stillness. The only sounds that could be heard were a raucous crow, an occasional dripping of melting snow and my own feet as I crunched along the trail. It was as if all the world around me was asleep. What a difference from my walks in the spring and summer when I’m surrounded by a cacophony of sounds. The whole world is alive then with bird songs and the buzzing of insects and the croaking of the frogs in the ponds.
But now it is quiet. I appreciate the stillness of a winter walk. I need the stillness of a winter walk. My soul soaks up the quiet like a sponge. My responsibilities and worries and concerns just melt away as the peace of the winter afternoon surrounds me. I returned to my responsibilities with a clear thoughts and a smile on my face, ready to face my challenges.