Just before I am physically awake and out of bed my conscious mind has already started a stream of seemingly brilliant thoughts. “I need to put these down, it might matter,” are the ideas that help bring me to toss off the covers and touch my feet to the floor. Ready to write and none of the inspiring philosophies will surface.
I remember feeling grateful, full of gratitude. I raced yesterday and how fortunate I am that my body pushed and ran hard. I felt my heart swell with love because I had an amazing person sleeping next to me and two furry souls curled up on the carpet ready to spend the day just being in our presence. I thought about my parents and sister and how my life is better because of them.
I breathed deep and prayed for the people that share their struggles on Facebook, TV, the radio, or face-to-face. Briefly, a loving-kindness meditation occupied my thought space. I hoped I made the ROTY cut at the OMRR banquet and looked forward to running for my entire life.
My hope is to have talents and gifts that serve the divine purpose. My desire is that I know what that is and figure out how to execute it and have fun doing it. In my drive to pursue big dreams, the arduous process had become a giant overshadowing the bright light of exhilarating creation. The deep thoughts that interrupted my slumber went back to my unconsciousness but what I can recall is worthy of noting. Gratitude is always worth documenting and starting the day with an ambitious appreciation for greatness for everyone is something that can only come to fruition by doing, so for today, it is done. ~trvw