Looking beyond my window

At this moment, as I look out mytv room window, I see dark. I see shadows. Whenever i look out the window at night or early morning I think about what’s happening in my life… What’s happening tomorrow… What I need to do… Right now I should be in bed, as it’s 4:30am.

Tomorrow, when the sun is up, I will see bright colours. I will see that even the vines and ivy growing outside have changed colour with the season. What stirs in my heart then? I’m amazed that our surroundings can be so beautiful. I’m amazed that there are portions of the world that turn into a foliage rainbow for just a few weeks every year.

In a few days, I’ll probably see a bright blinding white outside. My tv room is on the ground level, so I can tell if it’s snowing at night by looking at the ceiling. If it is glowing, the exterior lights are reflecting off of newly fallen snow and up through the curtains. It’s magical. What stirs then? Curiosity. I want to get up and see how much snow has fallen. How big the flakes are. How hard the silent snow is coming down. I’ll probably get up and peek through the curtains.

My first year here, I constantly thought of home when I looked outside the window. The trees were unfamiliar. The seasons were unfamiliar. This place was unfamiliar. Now, when I look out I see familiar trees and seasons… I see home.