Morning light revealed a light snowfall that has covered the ground, not more than an inch or two, but as I look out my window to the east, it is a winter wonderland. Just in time for a white Christmas but this snow will not last three days without being refreshed. Our sun melts it except above the snow line around 8000 feet. And for that I am indeed grateful for the skiing has already begun.
For many years I have used the illustration of fresh snow, where there are no tracks, as the day that lies ahead. Neither I nor anyone else has walked in it yet and there it is, untouched except perhaps by one of the animals or birds who are often ahead of their human counterparts. The question that looms is what kind of tracks will I make? What will I give to this day that lies ahead? It has already blessed me with a new beginning and each encounter I have today will be like the snow, fresh with possibilities to make new tracks.
Each of us will go through our day today and how will it be different from any other day or will it be pretty much the same? Or, because it is Sunday, as opposed to some other day of the week, and the first day of this coming week, will that affect me in some way that will influence my conscious intentions? Several activities, commitments and plans are already laid and I know where I am going and how I will get there, at least for those few that I can see ahead. I best get started!
We will go through this day, making new tracks in the snow, here and there, straight lines from A to B, wandering routes, meandering in thoughts and conversations, going wherever it seems to evolve through the synergy of the moment. We will continue the process here of sorting and packing, getting ready for the movers who arrive January 3. We will walk through the snow to our friends and neighbors for an early evening Christmas dinner and finally, we will get ready for a holiday trip tomorrow to a city and family some 583 miles away.
At the end of the day today, I shall look back and see what kinds of tracks I have made, review where I have gone, what I have done, who I met along the way, what was said, and perhaps anticipate what may lie ahead. Then, with gratitude for the gift of yet another day, I will put it away, let it go and perhaps after a little reading, sink into a deep sleep of a winter’s night. As of right now, more snow is falling and had I made any tracks, that new, fresh snow would cover them and make ready for more tracks. Just like another day being made ready for tomorrow.