Be more TREE! - Day 51

It's snowing. Not picturesque snowing. Wet not sticking snow. Definitely not an invite to go out. Brrrrrr.

This week is a chilly stay at home in front of the fire week. Last week was too, and the week before that. Next week will probably be the same. And the next. I continue to absolutely count my blessings that I am living in this cosy cottage with a real fire and a comfy sofa. I'm relieved I don't have to homeschool my children. I don't think I would bother anyway. Give them some books and paint and let them get on with it. The parents reading this are thinking that it's clear I have no idea whatsoever about children.This is true.

But it's still wierd as week after week unfolds. Day after day without dead-lines or urgency with only the internet for company for twelve hours while Walkabout is at the Buddhist centre down the road.

I honestly thought we would be back by now. Showbiz, travel, meeting friends, dancing.

But yesterday, spending far too much time online, I realised again, that I won't be entertaining large live audiences for a long while yet. Reading about the vaccine, it is clear that since it doesn't stop people getting or spreading it, we will be expected to maintain social distance and keep wearing masks. The wonderful expectation we initially had of the vaccine bringing us back to the busy, social, touchy feely life we enjoyed is still on ice.

Yesterday, as I imagined more months not doing what I adore doing, I made coffee after coffee and had a few Tunnocks caramels with each one. There should be a warning on the packet. More than four is a really bad idea. I started reading more medical stuff about the vaccine and zoomed down more rabbit holes.

Quite apart from whether anything is true or not which is increasingly hard to discover, what I do know, is that getting caught up in all this is NOT making me happy. What makes me happy is creating things, writing, painting, making stuff.

I had to get out. It was raining. Aha, but I have rain gear! I put it and ejected myself out the front door. Outside, it was wet but not too cold. There is a path leading off the lane outside my front that leads up to Birkrigg common. On the common, there are sheep and a stone circle and views of mountains and sea and wind and paths in all directions through the gorse. It is so much easier to be happy up there. I listened to Abraham Hicks on my headphones. They were talking about how we could be more like trees. Trees don't rush about accumulating things, they stand and simply absorb all the goodness of the world. They bend with the wind and accept the seasons. We could all be more like trees.

That wisdom quietened my worried heart. I shall be more TREE. Accept the seasons, absorb the goodness around me, have faith.

Back to today, it's still snowing. But I have wet gear. I have all I need to survive a walk outdoors. As my favourite trainers used to say, 'skin is waterproof' and 'there is no such thing as bad weather just inappropriate clothing.'

Wisdom for today. Be more TREE and get yourself outside for a walk in the beauty of our world!

Love love love

Romany

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