It finally hit me. I now know what I need, at a minimum, to have a good day. And, it’s what I do/feel/think that determines if I have a good day or not. Not someone else who makes an off-handed careless remark that hurts my feelings. Not someone who cuts me off on the road. Not a situation that makes me feel uncomfortable and then conjures all kinds of stories up in my head that just aren’t reality.
It’s the choices I make as a result of these happenings – called life. And the choices that are positive and best for me require training and compassion. Training of the mind. Compassion for myself. To know who you are and live a life that feels like it’s yours, requires hard work. Purposeful work.
A Life That Feels Like It’s Mine
One step forward – my footprint
One leap upward – my joy
One scream hello – my voice
One smile inward – my peace