When the skies are grey.
There's grey and then there's grey, and on this day there was a kind of grey that felt like something was just waiting to shake up the entire atmosphere. I couldn't quite put my finger on what it was, but I knew something was up for sure.
And the birds are grounded.
Like I said, I didn't know what was up, but when birds start taking cover or begin flocking at ground level, I know there's something about to burst forth besides a little drizzle from rain clouds.
On days like this, I don't feel like doing any outdoors activities. A walk is wet. A bike ride is wet. Even going shopping feels more like a swimming meet - clothes can get soaked just from running between the car and a mall entrance. Not fun.
And indoor activities...well...let's just say on some grey days, I don't feel like doing much of those either. Why bake? Even bread dough is reluctant to rise and shine on days like this. And no amount of proof will change that. ;-)
So, when it feels like there's nothing to do on the outside, and there's nothing to do on the inside, and it's not a good idea to fill my mind with a sulking attitude because of it, there's pretty much only one thing left to do -- get out a journal and let my inner wisdom downpour onto a page some new realizations about my day. Such as the following:
Realization 1: I'm not in control of the outer weather, however, I am in control of my inner atmosphere - my mood.
Realization 2: I'm the master of my frown and I can turn it upside down - back into a smile.
I can shine a smile.
And raise a little sun.
Realization 3: Journalling helps me get my sunny disposition back up.
Realization 4: Miracles are real - there can be a sun-rise, midday, during a storm...
That's all for now with regards to my inspiriational saying that appears as headers to this page and on the above journal cover.
