Sitting on my deck, the sun going down, the birds singing their last sweet songs for the day. So peaceful and quiet. I love this time of day they call "dusk", even the name sounds hushed and perfect. In the movie business they call it "magic hour" because everything is bathed in a rosy-golden glow. Wind chimes ring softly like temple bells in the evening breeze. The peaceful end to another good day on earth, and I'm so grateful.
I feel at peace too. I know I have done everything to the best of my ability today. I worked hard and accomplished a lot. I feel pleased and satisfied with the results. I tried to extend myself in love wherever possible. I didn't always succeed as much as I'd have liked, but I see the opportunities where I could've been kinder, more patient and I resolve to do even better tomorrow.
This is pretty much the way I feel about my life in general, at what I hope is just the mid-point. No regrets. I've definitely made my share of mistakes, but what matters is I learned from them. That's what life is for after all, to experiment, experience, and learn. Most importantly, I've kept my heart open, even when others closed theirs. Instead of toughening me, I've managed to let those difficult times soften me, so I can be more open, more compassionate, more loving the next time. In a recent entry I compared life to a river of energy which we are all adrift in. Yes we get bumped and scraped against the rocks sometimes, but I think that's the process that smooths our rough edges. At the end of the ride I hope to be a beautiful, smooth stone, polished to my highest potential by life and time.
Sending you love and light.
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