evening

The green branches of the cedar sway in the light breeze, as though caught in a meditation. The ground is covered in brown pine needles, falling from the once full pines, soon to be gone. Newly stacked logs catch my eye, adding more brown, adding more order to outside piles. My sliding door is open full, the warmth of coming spring welcomed in. Not a sound emanates from the forest besides the gentle hush of wind in tree.

Today I felt the peace I lacked all day yesterday. And with this came an urge for outside chores, finishing tasks which had been waiting, cleaning and stacking, working in the sun, feeling my muscles exult with every lift and strain. I thoroughly enjoy dramatic weather, and delight in arctic temps, but something about today called out, wishing me to celebrate and ready for springs arrival. It was not done with frantic regret, but with joyful peace. I read as well, and found easing of yesterday’s troubles, as this new address indicates. Confusion reigned throughout yesterday, today the peace was just as palpable and much more welcomed.

Nothing else lay in my mind’s consideration. I pray that I would continue to grow, continue to feel the delight and light of God’s peace, and I pray for those about, friends and family, that they may know their heart’s delight.

Not all days can be like today, for while I felt peace I did not burrow into my regular tasks. That is for tomorrow, another day, another step forward.