I could complain about how 6-10 inches of snow tomorrow night into Thursday sounds horrific.
I could embrace that the snow we get will be the snow we get and complaining won't lessen it.
I could complain that I am so cold.
I could embrace hygge and wash that new sweater I bought yesterday so I can wear it tomorrow.
I could complain that winter has been going on so long and I don't see the end.
I could embrace that the end doesn't need to be in sight, it will end or it won't. Knowing when won't make today any less cold.
I could complain that I am so tired, so tired this morning.
I could embrace hibernating and drink my coffee and eat lunch.
I could complain that my life is so dull in winter.
I could embrace that my life is an (amazing) ongoing experiment and that being present means being seasonal.
I could complain about not having the money to go to the Caribbean for a winter get away.
I could embrace the fact that I am choosing to save that money up for other things. (Other traveling, mostly. A replacement car next year, hopefully a plug in hybrid. Other house projects.)
I could complain about the house being so messy.
I could embrace the mess, pick a spot and take
I could complain about having nothing but complaints.
I could embrace taking those complaints, writing them out, and turning them around.
Note: I am not beating myself up for having these complaints. And embracing what is means embracing the fact of complaining as well as trying to come up with a simple reframe/ solution to the complaint. In many cases, there is no solution - I am not budgeting a Caribbean cruise into this February, and I don't have any power over the coming storm. I did buy a new sweater yesterday, on clearance at Target because omg, so soft and fluffy.
The writing out and the reframe help. But I also recognize that I am not a winter person. (I dislike cold way too intensely.) And that is ok. It really is. I still love this life. This is a particularly hard winter. I am being gentle on myself. I am doing what I can do.
The conditional phrasing ("I could") is just the way this came out this morning and what it reminds me is that I have a choice. I always have a choice. It isn't necessarily a choice that can change the situation at hand (I don't have control over everything), it's a choice about how to react. That's what I can do: choose my reaction.
I'll choose embracing. Embracing all of my whining and my reframing. I have room for it all.
"I am large, I contain multitudes." ~ Walt Whitman