Tuesday

One reason I adore watching the sun rise is that my mind seems clear and I can truly think. This morning I watched the clouds turn from pink to orange, then fade to yellow. I was supposed to be meditating on the lesson I would present to my class in a moment. Instead I was realizing that I've been completely absorbed by myself lately--never a positive state of being for me.

Sometimes things happen that I would not choose. Sometimes it takes awhile to get used to those things and carry on. I realized that I'm finally getting used to things, and in spite of it all, I really am living. As my eyes took in the beauty in the sky, my soul felt stronger--strong enough to stop dwelling on what-if's, and to begin the inevitable task of dealing with what is real.