The Gift of a New Day

I’ve recently been doing the same guided meditation via an app (more on that in a future musing) that I try to use most mornings. It’s short, with an option for five or ten minutes. But the reason I keep going back to it is because of what it says about each day being a fresh start, full of possibilities. It’s such a subtle but seismic shift in how I see my day. And I find that even when I don’t do the meditation, it’s starting to just worm its way into my outlook.

The mornings, especially Monday mornings, can feel like a train of thoughts racing toward us. Or, with the right pause, it seems, they can feel like a miraculous gift where anything is possible. The older I get, the more fascinated I am by the power of our thoughts. One starts to understand why so many people are talking about it these days.

C.S. Lewis said it this way: “It comes the very moment you wake up each morning. All your wishes and hopes for the day rush at you like wild animals. And the first job each morning consists simply in shoving them all back—in listening to that other voice, taking that other point of view, letting that other larger, stronger, quieter life come flowing in. And so on, all day."

Happy (miraculous) Monday.