Unless you are a diehard morning person, you and I probably share the same feeling about getting out of bed on cold winter mornings.
Who needs that?
If you live near the ocean, the winds don’t help.
I had a particularly challenging day ahead of me which made it even harder to feel good about unfurl myself from my blankets.
This is what I did to get myself out of my morning funk and into a day that I felt really good about:
- I got out of my car and walked on the boardwalk into the dark sand.
- I saw the moon fading and the sun rising in the same sky.
- I took 20 big deep breaths with my eyes closed.
- I told myself I have everything I need to make a great big dent in the universe today.
And do you know what?
As I drove away, I believed it.
Find your own inner sea shore and sink your toes in the sand.
I guarantee your next 24 hours will feel like a day at the beach.
OK, I confess.
Just because I wear yoga pants all the time doesn’t make me any more limber or enlightened than you.
Meditation is something I try to do as part of day because it does something for my state of well being. It is one of those things you wonder why you don’t do more often.
Of course, you usually say that when you’re done doing it.
Not when you are about to do it and especially if you are too tired to get out of bed in the morning.
That is why I am such a big fan of beditation. Meditation for tired people.
Don’t get me wrong. This is never going to take the place of true meditation. Its only virtue is that it is a step in the right direction.
However, I believe the commitment to the process is the true journey whether you are a yogi or you simply wear yoga pants.
This is why I am not beating myself up over my meditation practice.
Which, in a nutshell is this:
Whatever I can do, I do.
Try it and see if you don’t feel just a little bit better about yourself.
When you first think these things in your head, you can’t imagine really saying them.
Over time, these encounters will become more and more frequent. And so will these thoughts.
Eventually, you say it. There. It is out there and now what are you going to do?
In my experience, it is a natural thing that two people will have different interests. Two people who love each other will find a way to make it work.
And that is what love truly is. Always being willing to give and take, compromise, negotiate, bite your tongue, bide your time, forgive and fall in love all over again.
Love means never having to say you can’t knit.
By the time I got the call, the poor guy was toast.
Actually he deserved what he got but I doubt he had any idea how his case was being handled.
A woman met this man and was instantly attracted to him. They set up a date after the holidays when he would be back from visiting his family.
Ah, anticipation. The real aphrodisiac.
She and her girlfriends talked endlessly about what restaurant, what to wear, what if…
And he was with his family, that was a good sign.
And then, no call.
No text, no email. Nada.
The woman and her friends endlessly analyzed every possible scenario – maybe his phone was a Galaxy and exploded and he was wandering around with amnesia without the use of his thumbs.
But in the end, it was another man who said, “The guy’s definitely with an old flame.”
The woman and her friends dismissed that ridiculous statement and held on to the hope that maybe, just maybe, the amnesiac would call.
He did. Two days after their date was supposed to have happened.
By that time, the jury had rallied around the judge and they branded him guilty and sentenced him to a lifetime of icy wrath with the collective fury of a woman scorned.
Until the next time the bonehead charms another unwitting woman looking for love.
She better have her girl jury at her side.