Rewind and Play: winter's magic

Friday, November 18, 2011

Snow

What a wonderful day! Watching the snow work it's magic can't be surpassed by much.

The snow on a brand new winters morn,

fills you with an indescribable feeling of hope and joy.

As you go throughout the day,

you can't help but look in awe at all that surrounds you.

Glistens, sparkles, ribbons of light-

reflect off the beautiful blanket and into your eyes,

radiating to all, the joy that is swelling inside.

Quick-

can you stop this moment in time?

Make it last for eternity so that this hour never leaves?

Even in the midst of hard times and heartbreak,

the snow will still fall-

softly and whisper happiness in your ear.

A constant in a world of change.

I delight in the snow,

I delight in this joy,

I delight in this life.

I delight in He who has given me all and reason to rejoice

in the goodness that still remains

in this coarse world.

Gently, softly, sings my soul-

with the coming winter.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

why do i do it?

why do i run?

i run and it hurts [ a good hurt].

this hurt causes a strange phenomenon-

i become me.

like an emotional cadaver,

i am exposed and raw.

no pretending, no facades.

because of this:

i am given the opportunity to reflect.

to not read in between the lines.

i can see the me i want others to see.

my unimportant world fades-

and my important one becomes clearer.

"My PRs will never garner attention or generate awards. But when I run, I am 100
percent me- my strengths and weaknesses play out like a cracked- open diary, my
emotions often as raw as the chafing from my jog bra. In my ultimate moments of
vulnerability, I am twice the woman I was when I though I was meant to look
pretty on the sidelines. Sweaty and smiling, breathless and beautiful: runing
helps us all shine. A lesson worth passing along."

- Kristin Armstrong

the canals.

1100 north.

old, familiar paths of accidentally discovering myself.
again, and again, and again. . .