Today was a spring snow day. There are tulips with snow landing and melting on their vibrant colors. Today the snow did what it always does for me, it settles. I nested into it, the list was gone and the timeline of of a 2 and 4 year old took over. There was glitter, scrap books and a baby book that I finally finished. I was reminded of time and how sometimes we can slow down and really see how fast it is going.
How often do we truly see ourselves? Within me are all the years of me, my child life, my adult life, my parent self and my wild reckless abandon. They are layered upon my soma, my body, my mind, my spirit. Reaching back, my ancestors and loved ones inform the layers of self. Eckhart Tolle said in his book, The Power of Now, "Beyond happiness and unhappiness there is peace." Can we sit with the layers of then and now and just be the tulip within the snow?