I am way too far from being called “a morning person”. I stick to my routine and get out the door to make it to work on time being almost half awake. I have a very busy week and the weekend will also be about work. I love the rain. It has rained heavily for three days. My deadlines, however, did not allow me to take some time and enjoy it. I did not want to miss it. So, this morning, something, that was not the weather forecast, was telling me that it was going to stop.
I decided to spent about five minutes looking at the backyard through my kitchen window before I had headed to work. I knew there would be something new or different for me out there to discover. I was just thinking how a simple wooden frame that separates my world from everybody else’s is able to remind me that I need to embrace the life inside and outside of me at my own pace and in my own terms. I stretched the time as much as I could and told myself that sometimes I needed to stop and seize the moment. It suddenly occurred to me how essential every moment was and how I have been missing a gazillion of them every day.
The daylight was slowly making its way into the dark. I opened the window. I instantly started to feel the world outside. The grey sky was in perfect harmony with the trees and flowers in the backyard that looked so alive and green and so willing to accept this much rain. With my fingers, I touched the cold rain drops that were falling down on the glass of the window like tears of joy and assured me it was going to be a good day.
It rained for about a minute before it had stopped. The sky started to open and the proud sun with its vibrant aura, that is a regular visitor in my home, began to bring its positive energy letting me know that a brand new day was about to happen. I could feel the warmth of the light on my face as it was making its way inside my house. I was able to sense the gentle strokes of the outside world painted with the colors of the rainbow that formed in the right corner of my backyard.
I could smell the fresh grass in the air, watch the branches of the trees swinging graciously, and the brave flowers that were kissed by a sweet breeze. The white clouds slowly started to dance on the light blue palette of the sky. I could hear again the songs of the birds that tried relentlessly to reach up high. I closed my eyes for a few seconds and realized how much I have seen. It is simply amazing how much you can get at the cost of nothing just by looking thorough a window.
I breathed deeply the morning air and took it all in because I might not get another chance to see another day like this. I closed the window and slowly walked away. An old song came to my mind while I was driving to work. It was the missing piece to the start of a perfect day.
In the morning of my life the
minutes take so long to drift away
Please be patient with your life
It’s only morning and you’re still to live your day
Song “Morning Of My Life” (Bee Gees)