I was about to write a long winding post about my constant obsessing for changing things, but I don’t have that energy right now. And I doubt that you’ve got the energy to read it anyway. Instead I’m just going to say that I’m sitting in my dining room, drinking good coffee and listening to unseasonable cool rain landing on the roof of my house.
The raindrops make music as they hit the roof – some are big some are small, some are fast, others slow…it is a rolling and ever changing song of percussion for my ears this morning.
The house is quiet. No television blaring in the other room. No children screaming. Only the sound of the rain, and my keyboard clicking away as I write a few lines celebrating the day.
I need to celebrate more often. Celebrating the moments is key to living a happy life. I’m going to resolve to keep these words by my bedside and read them each morning:
Waking up this morning, I smile.
Twenty-four brand new hours are before me.
I vow to live fully in each moment
and to look at all beings with eyes of compassion.
–Tich Nhat Hanh