What a Difference a Day Makes...
- Angela O'Brien-Greywitt

- 5 hours ago
- 3 min read

I turned 65 on Sunday, February 15. A big birthday.
I live in Minnesota and the weather on my birthday is usually cold, snowy, and or icy. Birthday plans throughout the years have oftentimes been canceled or had to be rescheduled because of the weather. Not this year!
As you can see from the picture above, my yoga mat is laid out on my deck. The weather is a birthday from the universe...I was given the gift and I fully embraced the opportunity to step onto my mat and practice yoga outside. It was a rare occassion to be sure.
My yoga mat is:
A safe place to sit,
stand,
lay down,
and
breathe, ground, balance,
and be
in
stillness.
A place
where
I can feel what
is loudest in my life.
I do not step
onto my yoga mat
to silence anything,
but it is a place
where I can hear
myself.
It was amazing. Refreshing. Miraculous. I loved every downward facing dog, cobra pose, chair pose, cat and cow pose, lizard pose, and each round of Tibetan Sun Salutations...breathing in deeply and exhaling slowly...the fresh, warmer air of winter whilst being serenaded by the local woodpeckers, cardinals, and crows. The bare trees stood witness to this beautiful, simple, moment on my birthday. Rosie, too. Rosie is always my witness. She loves when I practice yoga.
Yoga
Standing poses
- build strength
and dignity.
Sitting poses -
offer space for
reflection and patience.
Lying down -
allows time for
Trust
and Surrender.
Yoga mat -
As I step onto it
I surrender to
whatever is present
so it may
come
forward.
Not to overwhelm
me, but
to offer
sanctuary
to all life has
to offer.
It offers a
safe place to
feel into
it all -
without losing
myself.
It all begins with
showing up
on my mat
for myself...
Breath
softening
and
lengthening.
Grounding
to
Mother Earth.
Lighting
a candle
creating a sacred
space to
inhale,
exhale,
pause.
Why stay in prison,
when the door is wide open?
-Rumi

A few days later, this is usually February in Minnesota. Mother Earth has decorated my windows with gorgeous lace curtains made of white snow. Weather comes when it comes.
It does not negotiate, explain, or change to displease people. We can not control the weather. We are part of the system of weather, but we do not have the ability to manage it. We do however have the ability to embrace what the weather is and surrender to it. Alignment with the weather and not unnecessary resistance to it. Breathe into the weather within you...that is the weather you can manage. Anger, tears, emotions, compassion, love, and surrender.
Each season we get to experience here in Minnesota brings its own beauty and its own challenges. Shoveling the deck filled with snow is not an easy task. But it is a great workout. This snowfall was very heavy and it rained before it snowed. It was a bit icy underneath all of the 7 inches of snow that fell. Presence is required. Step lightly and mindfully.
Storms happen. Thaw comes. Snow returns. The light, the hush, the purity of the white snow brings its own beauty in stillness and offers sanctuary. I try to embrace the weather. I know that I cannot change it, manage it, or dominate it, but I can learn to roll with it to the best of my ability.
Each season teaches us something. I am grateful for the changes that come with each season. It has taken years of practice to learn to appreciate the many faces of each season.
Winter teaches us
to travel
within the
stillness.
Spring teaches
growth,
emergence,
planting
and flowers.
Summer teaches
us to expand.
Fall
teaches us
to release
and
let go.
Surrender.
It is not weakness to
surrender.
It is strength
without becoming
rigid.
Throughout all of the seasons...open your heart and keep it soft.
Peace comes from alignment
not from avoidance
to what life is.
Create your own sanctuary.
Soften your shoulders.
Unclench your jaw.
Breathe deeply
and
lengthen the exhale.



Happiest Birthday! And what a treat to read another post. 😇