Today we hit our typical January lows. -33C (-27F, it's getting cold enough that they are close enough).
At least there is no wind chill with that.
Of course when temperatures get this cold here my thoughts wander to warm sandy beaches... OK... HOT sandy beaches. Sure, I could pack it all up and head South but this would be disruptive to the kids' routine as we need to address change of schools, missing friends and all that that would entails. The kids say they would be up for it, in fact I think that they have both suggested it separately to one time or another heading into this winter season.
Possible, but not too likely..
This year I am not bothered by the cold as much as I have in years past. I am not certain whether it is an acceptance of the cold as part of life in Canada or whether each year I just get more used to the short burst of extremely cold weather. It may even be that my relative time clock is picking up speed and the cold snaps seem shorter. The corollary is that the warm seasons may also seem relatively shorter.
The most likely reason is the fact that, for me, winter becomes a time of reflection as I am not one to do a whole lot of outdoor activities in the cold. Sitting in front of the fire is a favourite past time now. During these times of introspection I find a little bit more of myself and this adds up to a greater acceptance of my environment that I have chosen to live in as being a part of who I am, on a conscious level. I know that my environment really has nothing to do with the unconscious me.
The more I accept my outer trappings as a part of me the more I come to realize the less they really are. While this gap between who I think I am (conscious) and who I really am (unconscious) seems to be widening that is only a matter of perception.
Enough for the thinking bit for now.
Jeff.
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