Walking through the pasture early this morning I was reminded that Mother Nature is still the boss. It seems as if it was only yesterday that the warmth of the sun and the blue ocean waters of Vieques surrounded us. In their place today are temperatures well below freezing, chilling winds, icy roads, sleet, slush and skies made up of every shade of grey.
It’s not all bad, however. Our return home has been filled with warm wishes, good friends, family and a lot of food. Red wine and spaghetti (one of my top three all time favorites) have graced the table, along with laughter, love, and an occasional game of Scrabble. There is a fire in the wood stove, dozens of birds are at the feeder on the porch railing, and the pond is covered in ice. It is quiet here. It is still. I can see the wind whistling through the treetops, covered in snow and ice, dancing with stiff legs and bowed branches, but the house is quiet. The only sound I hear, other than the crackling of the fire in the wood stove, is my belly, happily filled with leftovers from last night’s (spaghetti) dinner.
Despite the grey and white pallor that frames the landscape, there is beauty every where I look. Tiny daffodils, peeking their heads out from under the snow, remind us that soon it will be spring. In a few days the snow and ice will be gone, the ground moist and fertile, life will return to the frozen landscape. There will be firewood to cut, driveways to dress, gardens to till, and mushrooms to pick. Life on this side of the ocean will resume in full glory with the advent of spring, with new things to experience, new things to learn, and new words to write.
Yes, time passes quickly, especially for those of us who have discovered how to live in the moment, how to draw in with each breath the life of the location and the goodness of where we stand. Be it the Ojai Valley, the heart of Boston (as in Boston, Virginia), or on Calle Baldorioty de Castro in Vieques, Puerto Rico, living in the moment is not worrying about the past or the future, but laughing, loving, and breathing in the freshness that each new day brings.
How blessed we are to have friends from one side of the country to the other, as well as in new places that were unknown to us less than 12 months ago. How blessed we are to have our health, a love for learning, and a love for eating! How blessed we are to have wonderful children, amazing spouses, great friends, and the desire to see as much of the world as we can, in our own way, at our own pace, before time, which passes all to quickly, comes and goes its own way.
As I grow older I seem to reflect more often on what I might have missed on the journey from the beginning to this day. Yes, I could have done some things better, or perhaps differently, but that is what “life experience” is for. The way it worked out is the way it is, and there can be no looking back.
The good news is that the journey is far from over, and I have miles to go and decades ahead of me to experience the best of the best. One day at a time, each day as it comes, with laughter, love, and an ever-present hope for an amazing tomorrow.
Today, in all its shades of grey, is a lot like every other day… a beautiful day. So much to do, so much to learn, and yet so little time there seems to be. Yes, time passes quickly. I’m determined to get the most out of every day that I have left in this life, and in time, will return to Isla de Vieques.
As we all know, when you are busy, happy and fulfilled, time passes quickly…