Simmer

This morning’s skies looked more like the opening scene in an old black and white horror movie then anything. With the bare limbs of the pecan trees creeping ever upward. With a forecast coming for rain and colder temperatures, my nose is already dripping in hapless anticipation. Pulling out a new candle, the last one served me well with hopeful inspiration. But this new one seems to be a hot one, with a bright flame burning quickly down the center of the wax.
 
Other than that the day is starting as most do. With the phone dinging with notices that mean nothing in particular, but demand my attention like they’re something important. As I check my phone to verify my suspicions. The sky outside looses most of its creepiness and gives way to the bluish-grey hue of January rain. Feeling a bit artsy, my thoughts drift to sunnier skies and the dull grey waters of the Atlantic Ocean. And the anticipation of a short visit to the coast to walk the beaches of my youth. While my wife collects seashells I will walk the shore to take a few pics.
 
Often I preach about living a life free of worrying about the future. But I can’t help but look forward to a week of breathing in salty ocean air that will no doubt chill me to the bone. For life is often like these two burning candles, with one burning bright hot and the other slowly working to it’s end. I don’t know about you, but both of these are examples of how we live our lives. Either quickly running from one crisis to another always fretting about the day. Or learning to simmer in the joy that the day and tomorrow will hopefully  bring.   
 
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