A few days ago the weather people started predicting snow. It's snow joke, I tell you. I didn't pay any attention as I didn't believe in the hype. When my mother told me she wasn't going to church because of the snow she was expecting, I still didn't believe it.
Yesterday morning I woke up to a blanket of snow on roof tops, trees and on grasses. I don't believe it! It kept snowing on and off.
After doing some chores, vacuum cleaning and putting the rubbish out, I got ready to go out. My mother was surprised I was going out because she expected me to stay indoors because of the weather. I told her I had no intention of staying in. I wanted to go to my favourite bookshop to browse/fall asleep. I also wanted to catch the Olympic Torch relay runners in London. I told mum the sun was going to come out. She said I was going to need to put my hood up as the snow was falling heavily.
As I walked to the bus stop, I put up my hood but I paid no attention to the present moment. I focused on experiencing a nice and sunny day. I saw myself walking in dry weather that was cool and refreshing. On the bus, I imagined the clouds parting and revealing blue skies and radiant sunshine.
During my bus journey it continued to snow though it didn't settle on the pavements. I made up a mantra that was dedicated to my Beloved Self about how much I believe in Her. I closed my eyes and hummed the mantra. When I opened my eyes, it had stopped snowing.
At the west end, the bus route was diverted because of the Olympic Torch relay, and it went via Trafalgar Square. The Square was crowded with protestors and those who were there to see the relay. From what I could make out, the relay runners were already in the Square. Then our bus was stuck in traffic. I wished the bus driver would let us out. The driver opened the front doors and said anyone who wanted to get off could do so.
Now that I had an opportunity to see the relay runners close up, I wasn't in the mood as the area was too crowded for my liking. Although it wasn't snowing, it was still pretty chilly but I didn't mind. I walked briskly to the bookshop.
A few hours later I looked outside and it was radiant outside. It was as if the sun was calling me out to play. I then hopped on a Routemaster bus, one of the few available in central London. One thing I love about the Routemaster is that is has open doors that one can hop on or off from at any time. At the last stop I told the conductor how much I had enjoyed the ride.
During my bus journey home, I noticed all the snow had melted. It was as if it had never happened. When I arrived home, my mother told me she was surprised how the weather had suddenly changed and the sun had come out. I told her I had expected sunshine and I enjoyed the weather.
I believe it's not always useful to focus on the present moment because when I stay in the present and focus on a reality I don't wish to experience, I keep getting more of the same. That's why I prefer to live in my imagination where there are infinite possibilities. Besides, as I see it, life is a journey in Mind anyway.
Enocia
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