Monday, June 20, 2011
"Monday, Monday..."
"...can't trust that day." Well, that's what The Mamas and The Papas sang. Still, we must get Monday underway so we can get back to Friday. Funny how that works. Now, I have Mondays off, so my perspective is different, but I'm not so far from a full work week that I cannot remember. The "normal" work week finds people constantly wishing for Friday. Nothing wrong with that, but we must be careful to love on every day along the way. Those are precious moments of life too. Watching for positives, for small miracles, for the fodder of great memories, for opportunities to do good, to notice others, to SEE those momentary sparkles and sources of hope and happiness that takes great effort but pays with great reward. In fact, if we busy ourselves with not only the mundane tasks of work and home, but also the noble pursuit of human light and levity, the very core of our being, we'll find the journey from Monday to Friday (or whatever your work week) punctuated with spirit-lifting flashes of joy. Talk about moving your week along and enjoying it as you go...oh yeah! Yes, easier said than done especially when one tosses in a whole boat load of complications. Ahhhhhh but that's when we dig deep and make it happen anyway. I say "Bring it, Monday. Let's boogie." A spin and a hand-off at the end of each day, and we'll be cuttin' rug with Friday before we know it.
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It seems we are always wishing for something. When we work we wish for Friday or the weekend in general. We wish for summer or vacation time, Christmas and other holidays. We may even be bold enough to wish for retirement. Then, upon retirement, we find ourselves wondering where in the world all that time went and how did it go so quickly. Maybe even wish then to be younger and working again.......
ReplyDeleteAs I was once told by very wise parents, "Don't wish your life away!" Boy was that ever true. At least I can say I feel I lived those days to the fullest and squeezed every bit of living into that 24 hour day. Maybe missed out on a lot of sleep, but I got a lot out of a day. And I must admit, every single week had a Monday! And The Mamas and The Papas had one great song there!