Today

How is that I start the each weekday the same, but it ends up so different? Every day I pretend that I'm going to wake up at 6:15 a.m. I religiously set my alarm for that time, but I never actually get out of bed until 6:45 a.m. The routine of it makes me laugh as I write this now.


Every weekday, I know that I need to be at work at the same time, but I almost never get there on time. What is it that makes me not want to get out of the bed? My initial thought is how good it feels to sleep, but then I remember that I never really want to go to bed. In the evening, I am enjoying visiting with my family, watching a TV show or looking on the internet. When I'm doing those things I'm almost never thinking about how good it feels to sleep.

On a broader level, it makes me I think of how I resist change. Maybe on a very simple level that is what I'm doing each an every day. That's makes me wonder why I am resisting change? Or is that really the answer anyway? I don't know. What I'm wondering now is if other's are that way? Or is it just me?

Now I'm thinking about what other things are hidden in our minds? What things are we all living that no one knows about us? What are our secrets and how do they impact how we interact with the world?

My secrets are less and less as I mature, but not completely non-existent. I am so much more comfortable in my skin. It's funny how the more wrinkles I get, the happier I am. Isn't it funny that on the surface society teaches us that youthfulness is the key to happiness, but for me it has been so clearly the opposite?

Maybe each day isn't really different at all? It's really just a series of choices that lead us to happiness or not. The more I allow truth and acceptance to guide my choices each day, the more I am fulfilled and feel in tune with God's will in my life. That is what truly leads me to happiness. How about you?

Talk to you again soon,

Eileen