Just before a storm kicks up, there’s a calming presence. You’ve felt it, haven’t you? It’s almost like you’re not really outdoors, like there’s a dome or a ceiling (of dark clouds) that settles the unrest of having too many choices. Now, don’t get me wrong, I think blue skies are wonderful. I love clear days. But along with them I feel a burden – though ever-so-slight — of performance. Clear skies seem to create an environment of no excuses. I sometimes hear a small voice in me that says: “If you can’t make it when skies are clear, then what are you going to do when the rain settles in?”
Maybe I’m a little out of sync with the rest of the world, a contrarian of sorts. But I yearn for the stillness and the peace of times uncomplicated by the excitement of competition. The quiet of mornings and the muted light of dusk provide me with the ideal settings for thought and inspiration.
Day 21 Guide
When? That’s a question that you should sometimes ask yourself. When are you at your peak level of performance? Don’t worry if you don’t conform to convention.
© 2006, Levi Hill