Cold Advisory (It turns out this is as much a metaphor, here a warning, as a meteorological advising; keep reading this post at the peril of your good mood)

Such are the words in the bottom of my screen as I powered up my computer at 2:36AM EST. It is 10 degrees F right now here. Not bad in the scheme of weather the past couple of weeks. It is expected to fall back down below 0 degrees on Saturday and snow.

Weather ice-breaker over! Have you ever wondered who initiated using the term “ice-breaker” to get attendees at a meeting, a conference, a party comfortable with each other? Do you happily participate in these ice-breakers? I am always reticent. I am a person who enjoys solitude. Are these last two sentences I typed a guaranteed pairing? I was also going to ask, do people in, say, Florida “get” the term ice-breakers? But, yeah, they chop ice up for their cooling drinks. And, come to think of it, in the past week, a large portion of Floridians may have even stepped out to ice on their paths.

Brings me to this point to make–watch out, I’m in a bad mood. How bad? Well, if you don’t end up seeing this post, then it was a wretched mood, and I used the blog to air my densely felt mood and then deleted it. Would that the mood be so easily removable. If you do see this post, then perhaps the cup of cocoa that I made for myself did its job and the tone here lifts.

Hard to consider of late. There doesn’t seem to be much going on that lifts tones. Well, kind of lifted, I brought my snow shoes up from the basement and trekked out in my backyard (all 30′ by 12′ of it) and refilled the birdfeeders. Quite the adventure. Then I trod on some of my neighbors’ snow buried front yards. Not the sidewalks. We are a diligent neighborhood, everyone shoveled or snow blew their sidewalks beginning two seconds after the last snow flake of the storm. I am not complaining!! As I spend considerably more time walking surfaces with shoe-shoes as opposed to snowshoes, I am happy for the cleared sidewalks.

I am also, I want to say here, very happy for my neighbors who snowblew my sidewalk! And who regularly come along after each storm and do, at minimum, the end of my driveway, usually more than that. And who, in a day or two are going to Florida for a month, ah well. The sidewalk snow and I will just have to meet throughout February. I will shovel it, it will pile high. Such are the terms of agreement in snowy winters. We need the moisture!! We need it badly, more than do the immense and immensely hot and thirsty machine brains being constructed throughout the world to no good end other than to turn us into their minions. Do I sound paranoid? Or…?

As I say, this post may not see the light of day. However. My car did, so…

There is so much that needs to be righted. You know, there always is. Yes, you know that. But there are levels of how righted things need to become. And the hole of errancy dug right now is deep and full. May we become how good we can be, love being that self, and share it.