snow resiliency

February 17, 2011

The recent snowstorms forced many of us on vacation.

Not exactly what I had in mind when planning for some time off. I would rather spend my vacation time lying by the ocean. Others might prefer to traverse down a mountain in zero degree temperatures.

But trapped in our homes probably doesn’t top anyone’s list of preferences.

There’s exceptions to everything, and everyone, of course.

The majority of us, however, were clawing at the walls, knocking down doors and frantically shoveling our driveways before the sky could dump its second helping upon us.

A day after the second storm, cars were pushing through the powder; plows were erasing the evidence; life was finding a way. We were ready for that snow; it wasn’t going to keep us down.

There’s nothing like a week of home imprisonment to bring out the best in humankind. We are more forgiving, more patient, even helpful–just happy to be outside, to be mobile. I don’t think I’ve ever bounded so eagerly into the gym before.

But don’t worry, it, as all things, will pass.

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hope and defiance

September 8, 2010

Admittedly or not, consciously or unconsciously, most humans like change.

For example, the seasons.

As much as we may enjoy our current season–cough, fall (who doesn’t love fall?)–by the time it comes to its end, we are eagerly peering ahead to the upcoming climate rotation.

Because humans are innate adapters.

Some would give credit to our believed evolutionary roots; I, however, recognize the higher power who deserves the honor.

How come we are so begrudging to believe that an intelligent being is responsible for our existence and for everything around us? All of creation points to that conclusion, after all.

Humans have always been adaptable–through difficult, depressing times such as the Dark Ages, Spanish Inquisition, Trail of Tears, the pioneer days of covered wagons, all-out government tyrannies.

Through it all, the human spirit survives; we were created with the will to defy odds, even if they’re stacked against us–not just to continue working through a situation like an animal with no thought as to the source of its oppression nor of its end but as reasoning, hopeful creatures that can look to the future and focus on their inevitable relief.

It’s a beautiful quality: hope. And I don’t doubt that even in the dark days of the future that are sure to come around again some day, humans will defy all reason and continue to hope.