Today? I look, and here we are in the centerfold of January. That January month when so many new habits and ambitions and plans and intentions are written down. That month that has a whole lot of expectation packed in. That month when we’re determined, on square one, to do it this time.
That month when life happens, and we turn around and the yarn is tangled and that list of thank you cards still sits there like it was sitting there a week ago, and everything that was so neat on paper is upside down, and oh, those ambitions? Whatever happened to them? Let’s not even think about that.
Should we just let go?
What if we did?
What if we, instead of writing down, adding more, filling it up – we crossed off? Not because it’s done, but because we’re done. Done with the hectic and the too much and the days that blend into nights and into days and and into nights, and when did I see the sunset last? What if we said no, instead of all those tired-out yesses? No to the too much, too busy, and the trying too hard.
What if … what if we fell in step with life, instead? What if we opened one day. Just this one. And lived it.
What might happen then?
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