The Perfect Moment is a Choice

DSCN4164What I’d planned on doing this weekend was a number of items on The List, including writing my three blogs. Instead, I ended up traipsing the Shasta-Trinity National Forest in search of the perfect tree.

We usually cut in Lassen. This was the first year we decided to check out Shasta. Just days before a big storm had dumped snow all over the Valley floor, including our yard located in the banana belt of surrounding mountains. The mountains were covered in deep powder.

We figured we’d find an easy side road off the main road past Lake Siskiyou and could take it a few hundred feet up to find the perfect silver tip. The roads were icy and covered with new and old snow. Side roads were few and far between and cutting rules (you can’t cut under 100 feet from the main road) were obstacles because the sides of the road were steep on both sides. This lead us deeper and deeper into the woods.

After driving about 10 miles on the snow road, we spotted a side road heading off the main. We hung a right and headed up the mountain. We looked from side to side, but all the trees looked either too big or too small or the “wrong” type. A few other people passed by and we stopped to chat. Then we stopped seeing anybody and that was a good thing because the road became clearly only wide enough for one car. The snow beneath the tires made us slide a bit more than I like, especially when looking down the huge jagged cliff below which made even my testosterony teen boys angsty. After awhile, heading high up on a one lane road with only faith that there was going to be a turnout up ahead made me want to get out and walk.

As I walked through the forest, still and white, the only sound I could hear was the creek bubbling in places it hadn’t frozen over. It rolled around the ice caps and continued its way under logs from fallen trees and through snow covered boulders. Pure bliss.

I thought about how the stream and I were on the same page. The stream had a plan to flow and there were some blocks in its way brought on temporarily by the season. I had a plan to follow, as did my husband who also had some work to do, and wandering the woods in search of what felt like a non-existent Christmas tree all day, was not the way we’d seen it unfolding. The added steps of the season, those steps that we take to make it special for our kids, slow our already busy flow.

We’re not alone. The race consciousness of December can be seen in the words and attitudes of those all around us. (“Are you ready for Christmas?”) It has the power to make us more generous, more caring, more cranky, more happy, more lonely, warmer, more exhausted, more loving, more joyful, more sad. It is crucial to stay balanced, practice self-care, and protect our bodies with healthy food choices and exercise more than ever, so that we can consciously choose our state of mind. When we stay in our strong spots, we can rise above that mood bombardment, and claim the one we want.

As I walked through that magical forest, snow crystals tumbling from the tree boughs, I watched my kids sledding down the hill and my husband tieing the largest tree ever to the top of his SUV.  I breathed in the sweet smell of pine. The stream gurgled below. This moment couldn’t be more perfect. It was clearly the place I was meant to be.

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About jamieweilhealthcoach

I'm on a mind-body-spirit journey. At first, I thought health was about the physical body, but I'm discovering it's so much more than that. I've learned that it's more about serving and connecting with others than anything else. It's about being in the world in a blissful way. Before I blog, I meditate on what my readers need to hear--what will inspire them. Then, I write it. (www.getstrongblog.com)
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7 Responses to The Perfect Moment is a Choice

  1. Sharon Weil says:

    Lovely. Miss you guys. Wouldn’t mind seeing some snow. Xoxo SnS

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    • Ah, thanks for being my so-fast reader. If you were here, you’d see the five foot snowballs the boys made that may never melt:) We still have snow on the ground three days after the event. Unheard of here–and special. Miss you, too!

  2. Katherine Wenglikowski says:

    !!!!!

  3. Janet says:

    As I read your post I could almost hear the crunch of the snow beneathe your boots. What a great reminder for all of us to s-l-o-w down and relish the moments that take our breath away-those are the ones that really count!

  4. Oh your writing is just wonderful Jamie! I love how you brought us right to understanding how NOW is the perfect moment, even when it’s not what we had planned or intended. Yes we can be like that beautiful bubbling brook, going with the flow around unintended obstacles. I have been relishing peaceful feelings this December and doing all I can to help share them. So I’m with you there, in helping make December a month of calm and joyful feelings. It can be done! It needs to be done, for allowing ourselves to get tightly wound and stressed out is getting way off track of what this holiday season is really about. Peace! Love and Light, your friend, Gina

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