Happiness Is…

     Yesterday I was finally able to get out and go cross-country skiing.  I can’t believe it took me so long to get my skis out and hit the trails and now I feel cheated because I could have been skiing all December.  I’m not sure what purpose it serves to feel regret, remorse or guilt for things that I didn’t do but I sure feel it often.   

   I should be able to go out and enjoy the perfectly groomed ski trails without feeling badly.  It reminds me of a re-occuring dream I have where I’m packing my suitcase in a hotel room and I pause to look out the window.  I see a beautiful beach, blue sea and can’t believe it’s time to pack up when I didn’t even take advantage of the wonderful seaside location.  Wow, I must have a problem.

     Problem or not I remembered what happiness is yesterday and I experienced it as I glided along the forest path beneath snow-laden branches.  The air was fresh and crisp and the scenery as beautiful as usual.  When I’m out on the Trail I can relax and enjoy the moment.  Now if only I could feel less guilty about taking the time out of the day to do something that brings me such peace and happiness…