Sitting
out on the back porch this morning I was thinking about the weather
man saying the toady was going to be a perfect day. The sun was
rising clear and strong in the East and the high wispy clouds were
all that kept the sky from being clear and blue. Middle eighties and
low humidity, that's what the weather man meant by a perfect day.
I
know that today will be filled with lessons. It will contain plenty
of times when I make mistakes, and when what is going on around me
will be replaced by worry, doubt, and fear. I will have lots of
opportunities to catch myself living in my head so I can practice
coming back to my senses, returning to pay attention to what is
actually happening in my life. For me, that's a perfect day. Just
like yesterday, and just like tomorrow, but there's nothing wrong
with a little nice weather.
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