“Wherever you go, no matter what the weather, always bring your own sunshine”.
Anthony J. D’Angelo
Sometimes, we just have a bad day. It may not be that we got out of the bed on the wrong side, or the morning was rushed and everything just went worse from that point or that it all started off bad. Sometimes, it takes a moment for things to go downhill. Just a botched up job, or an unmet expectation and we carry that mood with us. Other things may be going well, but we have now put on our tinted glasses, seeing the world around us darker.
I just need a break. Each day is the same-reactive, rushed, unfulfilling. Routine is boring, I need more challenges. I need to be more productive and efficient. On the other hand, too challenging a week is exhausting and I am unable to manage the work-life balance. Maybe a relaxed weekend is what I need to recharge myself and chart my territory and goals again. But the weekend goes in chores and the same thought patterns.
We change our routine. Maybe inadvertently, maybe because we have become wiser. No, we don’t laze around. Everything gets done, simply at a different pace. We don’t rush, we don’t make lists, we do not judge, we do the best we can. We are in the moment. We just ‘are’. And everything changes. Our expectations, our internal chatter and our perception of time.
That is our weather now. The day is the same, so are the circumstances and the people. But we have modified our response. So there is peace within and sunshine!
“Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather”.
Snow is exhilarating!
Coffee drinkers, unite!
Unfortunately, I cannot heed that call for I have given up drinking coffee. A hard core drinker (of coffee, what else?), I embarked on this journey eight years ago when I had my first child. All through pregnancy and breastfeeding, I was exhorted to drink milk. I could not tolerate much of the white stuff so I mixed it up with a little bit of the brown powder (the instant variety). I still drink coffee that way. All milk. The purists would snort at me but once an addict, always an addict.
I read an interesting post from an eminent blogger a couple of months back. He is eminent because he speaks of lofty ideals, dedication to community service, higher goals and subjects worthy of an encyclopedia. Sandwiched between all this, I found his reminiscences when he ran out of coffee filters. The agony! He ended up using the paper napkins.
Am I similarly distraught? Yes, for I realised I had run out of coffee and it was not possible to get more of the stuff as it was snowing. For a few minutes, I lost myself in the soft flakes drifting down gently. I watched as they settled on the leaves, the railings, my clothesline. The white stuff was exhilarating. Forgiving it for disrupting my daily routine, I brewed myself some tulsi ginger tea.
This tea is healthy. Full of antioxidants. Combines the goodness of the herb tulsi and the ginger root. It is expensive (hence, not meant for philistines). It warms my insides. It looks like mud mixed in water and tastes like grass (a bovine likes it very much, so this is what I surmised).
It snowed the entire day. The car is surrounded by snow. The streets are full of the icy stuff. The phone does not work to call the home delivery guy. After the fourth cup of the
abomination tea, I decide to make a virtue out of a necessity. I have given up drinking the numerous cups of coffee. For some days, at least. How many? Oh! I am too grumpy to decide.
Is that coffee or tulsi ginger tea?