Spring Cleaning in a Grey Heart

We woke up to a thick blanket of snow this morning. Slushy and wet. A cry of UGH arose as we peered through the window. More snow.

It hung to your coat, the doll's hair, a backpack. And it was slippery and sloggy to walk through.

A metaphore for how life felt this weekend. Stress bubbled up from responsiblities, from feeling family health stress, from the change in seasons that just isn't happening. We are so ready for Spring.

Have I said that in every post I've posted for the last month?? I feel like I have.

And it's true. I'm waiting for Spring. Waiting. Waiting.

But, tisk tisk to me. All of my spouting. "Live in the MOMENT!" "Be PRESENT." And here I am anxious about more snow. Like my being can't hold anymore grey-unknowing.

Perhaps I just need a spring in my own heart. Spring cleaning of my intensions and emotions.

A clearing out of mind and body clutter.