It didn’t look as cold as it was when we went out for our early Easter morning walk with the dog, Despite the pale yellow of the sun, and the washed blue of the sky, it was only 5 degrees outside, and very, very cold.
My Dad and I walked round and round a large grassy, open space in the park, as the dog, filled with the giddy delight of the spring morning, chased ball after ball with endless, lolloping enthusiasm.
I was miserably chilled as the wet grass soaked through my trainers, and my lips felt numb. My Dad though, 72 years of age (and equipped with the wisdom of many, many similar walks) was better prepared in his hat, coat and sturdy wellington boots. I cannot count the times in my life, he has advised me to wear warmer clothes, and I have ignored him.
Why is it that we sometimes forget to listen to the well-intentioned wisdom of those around us? Today, I watched him throwing countless tennis balls for the dog, and I felt a renewed sense of admiration for his kindness. The dog felt it too. Her eyes were focused intently on him as she revelled in the delight of his attentions.
"This spring as it comes bursts up in bonfires green, Wild puffing of emerald trees, and flame-filled bushes." D.H Lawrence
This Easter morning, the park had spaces and places everywhere that were filled with beauty. Families milled around, and friends walked, and chatted to each other. Dogs enjoyed the freedom and the fun. It was important to be out, and to be living. My Dad, the dog and I were all sharing a moment of Easter morning joy.
What to do this Easter Morning…
- Go outside
- Notice what is beautiful
- Connect to those around you
- Listen to the wisdom of others
- Be grateful for the good things in your life