I consider myself fortunate to live in Colorado. The majestic Rockies are in my backyard. I can hop into my car and within an hour and a half be in Summit County. Many people head to the mountains for skiing, snowboarding, sledding, snow shoeing or ice fishing. I am content to come year round and be calmed by the panoramic view of snowcapped mountains. While the altitude may be difficult for the less hardy, the crisp mountain air is refreshing. On a clear night, the stars twinkle brighter than in urban areas. My day-to-day hassles are put aside as I enjoy nature at its very best.
Being surrounded by nature helps to put things in perspective. If I don’t set aside time to appreciate nature, my life becomes off balanced. Looking out my window and viewing nature’s paintbrush heightens my senses. I am revitalized by the natural beauty that surrounds me. Gliding down the mountain on a pair of skis intensifies these feelings. Some of my best writing ideas have been formulated while I carve my turns on the slopes.
Being in the mountains reaffirms how lucky I am to be alive. Problems and conflicts no longer seem insurmountable. Dark shadows that drape over difficult situations oftentimes are pushed aside. A different perspective moves into place. While I like to give credit to the mountain environment, others may experience a similar response on an ocean beach. Both places symbolize nature at its best. Finding a special place can bring balance to one’s life.
When we arrived at our mountain home yesterday, I couldn’t stop staring at the mounds of snow. Even though we have come here for decades, I could not recall seeing such high mounds of snow. I started writing a poem. Poetry was never my forte. I used to cringe whenever I had a poetry assignment in school. Yet as I looked out my window, I was inspired to write a poem. I will share A Summit Snow with you.
A Summit Snow
Twinkling in the dark sky
White fluffy crystals dance by
Dropping quietly in the night
Blanketing all that is in sight.
Floating like fairies in the air,
They land gracefully everywhere
A sea of white covers the ground
No one can get around.
Silence hovers over all
As the flakes continue to fall
Will it stop soon?
Or continue to noon?
No one knows for sure.
Forecasters are in a blur.
Mother nature is the host
We can only coast.
What is your secret to a balanced perspective?
Sandra’s memoir highlights her living and teaching adventure in Bangalore, India. She is a licensed Colorado teacher who has taught K-12 students in the United States and abroad as well as college level courses. Sandra is married and has four adult sons.
The memoir was a finalist in the Travel category for the 2013 Next Generation Indie Book Awards, the 2013 International Book Awards, the 2013 National Indie Book Excellence Awards, 2013 USA Best Book Awards, and a Honorable Mention award in the Multicultural Non-Fiction category for the 2013 Global ebook Awards.