Yesterday I found myself standing by the back door in the sunshine. Its a sliding glass door that looks out into the garden, the birdfeeders and the woods. I realized not only that I was uncoiling and stretching exactly like a cat after a a long nap but that my mood had lifted as well. I realized that I had that sense of hope and energy that had been missing since sometime in October and my surroundings were going to benefit because of it.
I gave my plants – stressed from the lack of sunshine – a nice cleansing shower. I started to clean my office and began to purge files that had been accumulating for years. Sending the folder contents of clients from long ago (who were prior only because of their inability to pay) into the shredder felt pretty good. Who knew the shredder was a mental health device.
I know its too early for spring cleaning. If I throw open the windows we will be able to see our breath but I can also tell that the day is just long enough to matter and spring is just around the corner. We will see the ferns transform from tight coils to feathery dancers soon enough.
over 50 now 