Each day
is a little life; every waking and rising a little birth; every fresh morning a
little youth; every going to rest and sleep a little death. – A. Schopenhauer
How
true! It’s so easy for me to boggle myself with the eventual – you know, all
the plans that I spend so much time crafting, carefully sketching out the kind
of future that I want to live, and forget that each of these moments that lead
to tomorrow are stand alone blessings. Every morning, I wake and clap my hands.
Verbally, I thank the World for giving me another day. For almost two years, I’ve
been repeating the same phrase over and over. In September, something shifted
and I found myself saying new words, a small phrase that has more meaning and
isn’t said just to be said. The change has been impacting, and helpful. Just as
much as each day is a little life, it’s important to remember to pause just a
moment and appreciate the fact that every dawn is a chance to begin again. Far
too often, I rush around, thinking about what I nee to do tomorrow instead of
focusing on what should be done today.
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