This one seemed fitting to listen to for a rainy Monday jog: Norah Jones, Come Away with Me, 2008 (song: Shoot the Moon). It is February, in the dead middle of winter, and I am anxiously awaiting for some sign of spring to appear. It is easy to let things pile up during the winter – the worries and weight of it all. As I plod along on my jog today, I am reminded of the ethereal experience of diving down into the cold, turbid waters, perhaps going a little deeper than I should sometimes, and then beginning to feel those same waters slowly smooth and strip away the worries of the day. I turn and start my ascent back to the surface, swimming just a little harder now, and soon I lift my head above the water and catch that first breath of air. That is life. Just breathe. The rest will take care of itself.
