I woke up this morning to a bright, sunny day.  It’s been cloudy lately, and we were especially feeling the weight of the overcast skies yesterday.  Seemed like we moved more slowly, spoke more softly.  So I was especially happy to see the bright blue skies and to see the strong rays of light spilling onto the breakfast table.

And I felt real joy in the day.  I was conscious – at least for the moment – of what a wonderful gift today is.

And it made me think of a YouTube video (a poem, really) that I saw this week, via the InspireMe channel.  It is a poignant reminder of how important today is.

Take two minutes (1:45, actually) to watch this and feel inspired to make something special out of today.

No Regrets About Today

There will always be another day

One thing that I have become more thankful for this year is the “journey” of life itself.  I have been a planner and a goal setter all my life.  So, it’s been very different for me to not be working these past few months.  My calendar hasn’t been filled with meetings and appointments.  I don’t have the same (often looming) goals, or the next achievement dangling in front of me.

Instead, I’ve come to enjoy everyday things.  To appreciate the moment more.  To be content.  This is still something I’m perfecting.  The shift doesn’t happen overnight.  But I would encourage everyone to give it a try.

I think Alan Watts put a nice perspective on it in his video, “The real purpose of your life!”  Check it out, compliments of Science Dump.

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After drafting this post yesterday, I learned of the death of a co-worker and friend…  this is in memory of Steve Greenwood, who made a real impact on my life.

June has come and gone.  In a desperate attempt to not let an entire month go by without making note of it, I am doing so now.

Just as this comes just under the wire of that mark, I feel like I have gone through the month of June in much the same way – under the wire.  I have passed through it in a sort of daze.  Stunned by the death of 3 people in my life.  I wondered at first if I would ever break through that daze.

One of the thoughts that bothered me the most during these past few weeks, was the idea that I was walking around with these feelings draped heavily over me, and most people I encountered had no idea.  The troubling part was not that they were unaware or not empathic… it was the idea that everyone around me could be walking through life with the same heavy drape around them and I was not aware of it.

One of the most impactful dialogue lines from the movie “Phenomenon” depicts this.   One of the characters told the main character (who was experiencing dramatic change in his life and trying to get everyone else to understand him):  “We’re all going through something”.

But now I hope to enjoy the summer.  To love the life I have.  To laugh more.  To acknowledge the “something” that everyone is going through.

2010 is rapidly approaching.  

2009 probably won’t stand out as a particularly memorable one, but still there were many changes along the way.   A new position in Creative.  A new devotion to yoga and meditation.  A new outlook on life balance.  A new canine friend.

Small, in the big scope of things, but positive.  I hope to see that momentum continue in 2010…

Listening to James Taylor relaxes me.  His lyrics can inspire me, although I know his life has not always been as easy one, and I think about that when I hear his songs.

But one song that resonates strongly 100_1019with me is “The Secret O’ Life”… which James tells is us simply enjoying the passage of time.  It really should be easy, but I often find myself trying desperately to slow it down.

The secret of life is enjoying the passage of time
Any fool can do it
There ain’t nothing to it
Nobody knows how we got to
The top of the hill
But since we’re on our way down
We might as well enjoy the ride

The secret of love is in opening up your heart
It’s okay to feel afraid
But don’t let that stand in your way no
‘Cause anyone knows that love is the only road
And since we’re only here for a while yeah
Might as well show some style

Give us a smile now
Isn’t it a lovely ride
Sliding down
And gliding down
Try not to try too hard
It’s just a lovely ride

Now the thing about time is that time
Isn’t really real
It’s all on your point of view
How does it feel for you
Einstein said that he could never understand it all
Planets spinning through space
The smile upon your face

Welcome to the human race
Isn’t that a lovely ride
Sliding down
Gliding down
Try not to try too hard
It’s just a lovely ride

Isn’t that a lovely ride
Oh mama yes
See me sliding down
And gliding down
Try not to try too hard
It’s just a lovely ride

Now the secret of life is enjoying the passage of time


I fully intended that this represent both the big and little experiences of life.  But I think I’ve failed to really capture any of the little experiences that make up everyday life.

Mostly I have focused on past experiences that have been memorable.  Certainly valid.   And I’ve noted some thoughts and inspirations I’m encountering today.  Like meditation.  Like yoga.  Like pleasant weekends.

But I’ve neglected to recognize experiences in my work life (clearly a significant portion of my waking hours) or personal life that may lack the memorable quality of other things.  But that have an impact on our lives.

This past weekend, Tom’s brother required hospitalization while on a trip.  It must have been alarming to both him and to his wife.  It undoubtedly was to us as well.

It was one of those eye opening experiences that remind us that life is short.  It made us consider our own mortality.  We don’t spend nearly enough time with those we love.  It helps to ground us in what is important.   And how to live our lives.

For me, three days is the perfect length for a weekend.  A luxury to be sure, but practical as well.

Work is typically all-consuming for me when I’m there.  I really don’t have time for the occasional personal call or a check in with my facebook page at lunch.  My day is longer than most.  I try to fool myself that coming in really early doesn’t take anything away from my non-work life.  My husband would argue that I often can’t slip out of that work mode even after I get home either.   So, four days of flat-out work seem like the perfect recipe for me.

It takes me three days to really relax and rejuvenate.    It’s not that I don’t get relaxed until the third day.  One a three day weekend, I relax almost immediately.  Just the knowledge of three full days allows me to relax from the very beginning.  To put the work issues out of my mind.  Ahhh.

This was a three day weekend for me.  I was able to do everything that I wanted to do to make me smile:  picnic.  see a movie.  blog.  get a pedicure.  read.  go out to lunch.  barbeque.  make pesto.  entertain.  go for a country drive.  Sunday Drive And it still gave me the time to do the things that I need to do (but don’t make me smile quite so much).

Could a four day work week ever be a reality?  Should I feel slothful in wanting three days to unwind?  The incredible increase in productivity that has transpired over the past 100 years is surely to blame for the need.  Yet, God only rested one day after creating the entire world.  I think that’s pretty good productivity.

Who knows… maybe my next career…