I started a J.O.B.
I didn’t feel like going yesterday.
I didn’t feel like going today.
I went anyway.
My life has a way of repeating itself over and over with the same scenarios, situations, circumstances and events until I consciously make a decision to re-evaluate a situation and set it straight.
See it from another angle.
Examine it in a new light.
Broaden my perspective.
Open myself up to the possibilities.
I get caught up in what I “think” I know dismissing the idea that there is more to life and all of the moments beyond the circular track my train of thoughts run on.
I forget that the past no longer has to define my future.
I forget that the past has NEVER defined my future.
I forget that I have a choice to create my future.
I forget that there is no future..only the here and now.
Sneaky little beliefs.
They are ingrained within every detail of my perspective…
Some that I never realized.
Some that I haven’t realized.
Some that will be revealed at a later date.
I have learned the importance of experiencing my feelings to understand they do not dictate the circumstances of my life, only that they are reactions to my perception of the aspects of my life at a given moment in time.
Subtle reminders that I am looking at at the world through the foggy glasses of my past. The result is very chaotic emotions that desperately seek to manifest themselves through destructive behavior patterns in order to alleviate and soothe my frustration.
When my body screams from every cell in my being and I do not give in to the feeling; I am actively in the process of recreating an aspect of my beliefs.
The only resistance I was feeling was the resistance to let go of the idea that this new day was in somehow and someway a replica of some event in my past.
It wasn’t.
When my alarm went off this morning I fell into the old familiar rhythms of waking up at the crack of dawn; sliding out of bed, shuffling to the bathroom, brushing my teeth with eyes still closed and then heading straight for a cup of coffee to sip as I waited for the light of the day to arrive.
I sat on the front stoop of my house as the first light of day gently kissed the edges of the night, watching it blush in a pink and lavender glow. Only a few stars still sparkled, shining bright against the last remnants of the darkness that remained.
It was a new day.
A new moment.
An endless supply of possibilities rising from the darkened horizon.
No other moment from the past could ever define the one in which I now existed in. Nor could any ever compare to the hope weaved throughout the golden rays of sunshine, streaming warm and gentle upon my face, awakening me to the path before me.
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