Sometimes, everything just feels right. There’s a sense of peace in the background of the day. There doesn’t have to be anything great going on; no exciting new adventures or events happening. It’s just another day, and yet I know that all is well.
Today is a day of both activity and rest. I got my laundry done, I worked my puzzles, I Zoomed my spiritual home, I did some reading, and I played with my Taco Cat. I also spilled water all over some notepads and pens, and completely spaced my book club, for which I’d been prepared. In other words, it’s been a totally normal day.
It is in these perfectly typical days that I find my peace, my equilibrium. There is always a return to calm. I clean up the messes, and get back to the things that matter. I’ll apologize to my book group, and have already ensured that I’ll receive an alarm in the future. There are no guarantees that I’ll remember what the alarm is for, but I’ve done what I can.
I am so very fortunate to be among those who have enough. All my needs are met, and many of my wants have been covered as well. I’m enjoying creative pursuits, and I’m getting a tax refund! Life is pretty darn good.
In this lovely, wonderful, imperfect day, I am grateful for that quiet sense of joy underlying all.
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