Sunday, July 29, 2012
Iíve had a busy week or so. Some days it seemed like I barely had time to catch my breath and then off it was to the next exciting experience. (Honestly, there were days I wished my life had not been so exciting!!!) So, to those of you who were concerned about my absence and inquired about my well-being I simply say ďNamaste.Ē I honor you for your concerns and love but Iím ok, just super busy. I had little time for Sparking. Next week proves to be a bit lighter.
I am one of those people who often wake up long before I get out of bed. I lie there plotting my daily activity. Some days I am pumped and amped, yet there are others I lie there wondering if a gremlin snuck in late at night and moved my clock forward a few hours. Out and about is the very last place I want to be!! It dawned on me that whether I am excited about the day or full of dread, the first mental step I take each morning is going to determine the success or failure of that day. My father passed away March 9. His last coherent words to me went like this: ďIíve lived a good and long life but gosh it went by so quickly.Ē My dad was 88. Thatís a long, long time. Yet those years flew by and as he lie on his death bed I could tell there were some days he would have liked to have taken back. Unfortunately we donít get do-overs. Today is THE day and when itís gone it has either been spent profitably or itís been wasted. It all begins with the first step each morning. Iím not talking about dancing around the house singing Climb Every Mountain. My day is split about 50-50 into things I look forward to doing and things Iíd rather by-pass. My attitude determines how my day will unfold whether it will be one for the books or one Iíd rather forget. When my foot hits the ground there is always a mental traffic cop waving me forward. ďRight or left, John?Ē he asks. When I greet my day with anticipation I find my exercise goes well, I eat in a healthy manner and I feel alert and relax. If I face it with dread, well I donít need to go into detail, do I?
Take a moment tomorrow, before your foot hits the floor and ask yourself which way youíre turning. It wonít only help you but may inspire the very first person you run into. Ya never know, do ya?