After what might have been the deepest, most solid sleep I have enjoyed in weeks, maybe months, I sit here on Thursday morning facing a long, solitary day that pulses with incredible possibility. It is thrilling.
Snow covers the ground, not deep and fluffy, but crusted and bitterly cold, probably something closer to ice. Yet the sun is bright, loud in his brightness, defiant of the single digit temperatures. I feel grateful to not have to drive anywhere today, fortunate that my place in this world is a cozy one, a safe, happy, meaningful one.
Over the next eight or nine hours, what improvements can I make in our little corner of the world? What reaching out can be done? How much can I strengthen our foundations and adorn our dreams?
Choosing how to funnel my abundant energy is often my biggest daily challenge, and today is no exception. but today it is a motivation, not a burden. Today the possibilities are potential.
I cannot help but wonder how much of this feeling has to do with my hair being freshly washed and blown dry.
A day without plans – my favorite kind! Hope you find some little project to bring some fulfillment to the day. I’m off to do the “business book keeping” – NOT my favorite job.
Hold on, you had clean dry hair before 7am? No way. Don’t believe it. 🙂
Clean hair goes a long way. I am just reveling in your small stones!
oh how I wish I had endless energy…still, lately I’ve had more than in the past three years and I am deeply, deeply grateful. I love how you see the day as one filled with potential!
So beautifully written, and that last sentence put a big smile on my face:-) I love a day like that, I love the evening before a day like that, when I know I have a day of endless opportunities ahead of me!