I woke this morning at first light to the sound of rainfall. Gingee curled at my feet atop the bed covers. Cool freshness blew gently in through the open window. Water droplets formed random patterns on the window pane. How precious was the moment.
With John away working in Northern California, I rose and put on water for a cup of Starbucks VIA extra bold. I gathered my laptop and with coffee in hand returned to Gingee and to my warm bed. While hoping that John would not get too cold or wet as he worked through the day on the inspections of water lines, I pulled the covers over my legs and began my routine of checking email and looking at Facebook to see what may have changed overnight in the lives of those that I visit there.
Before long, I returned to pictures of our recent trip to Death Valley and Valley of Fire. It had been warm and sunny in those places unlike this morning's wet coolness.
|Valley of Fire State Park Desert Floor|
|Valley of Fire State Park 2|
This morning there was the quiet opposed to John's and my usual noisy start of the day. There was the active wetness outside instead of the usual sunshine. There was remaining in bed instead of my usual get up and dressed to begin the routines of feeding Gingee, breakfast preparation and figuring out what must be attended to in the day. Contrast is critical in order to experience moments more intensely.
When something feels out of sync or off balance, I must remember to ask myself what contrast might enhance my experience of the moment. Then, I need to take action. Now, it is time to rise and be in the world.
What significance does contrast play in your life?