This past weekend, I went hiking--which if you know me, it's not that astonishing of a fact. But being the deep thinker that I am, I spent much of it thinking about life, my future, my plans, and just how little I know what will happen.
I think that the foggy, drizzly, cold weather matched my thoughts and thinking. As we hiked up to the top of the mountain, the wind picked up and I stopped to catch my breath and watch the fog roll over the trees and hills. I have this thing for fog. Call me a PNW girl, but there's something beautiful about a grey mist that sweeps over evergreen trees. I think I like how mysterious it is, to tell you the truth.
And that's when that brain of mine went crazy, connecting what I was seeing right in front of me with how my life is and has turned out.
All too often, I try to live life straining to see what's in front of me. And I all too often forget that sometimes I need to relish in the mystery, remembering that no matter how many plans I have, I really can only see what's right in front of me, taking one step at a time and enjoying the present. I may not be able to see for miles ahead of me like I could on a clear sunny day on that mountaintop, but I can see what's right in front of me. I can see the green grass, I can feel the cool breeze, and take photos of the beautiful world I get to live in.
Most importantly, I can choose to enjoy what I've been given for today.
So today I'm choosing to fall more and more in love with fog. What about YOU? What are you falling in love with today?
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