What if?

"I've had a lot of worries in my life, most of which never happened" ~ Mark Twain

What if you woke one morning and felt okay (or better)?

What if you found yourself being grateful for being alive?

What if you just enjoyed the moment while you drank your coffee (tea, juice,or green smoothie)?

What if you really focused on the nice warm water during your shower and realized that more than 2/3 of the world had no such luxury?

What if you noticed the beautiful sunshine or appreciated the melancholy rain on the way to work, but failed to notice the aggressive driver riding your tail?

What if you smiled and said hello to everyone as you entered the office, without judging thoughts or evaluations - just an honest hello? (Even to the guy that supposedly talked bad about you last week).

What if you noticed each and every breath as you took it, realizing that life was a miracle, and felt the peace of the present moment?

What if everything went right?  What if it was okay even if it didn't?

Could you handle it, or do you need for things to be bad and to worry about the future?  Do you feel more secure when there is something wrong?

For Robby - May the Universe bless you Robby, wherever you are.


If you saw the face of God and Love,
Would you change? ~ Tracy Chapman



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3 comments:

  1. I know exactly what you mean. I used to wake up to worry and hurt and now I am waking up knowing I can bring myself to peace.There is a pun there! We are having a heat wave in Belfast - really good weather is rare. So to sit and have breakfast in the garden, with the sun,and the birds is heaven itself.

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  2. "Could you handle it, or do you need for things to be bad and to worry about the future? Do you feel more secure when there is something wrong?"

    Ha, I thought I invented that! I guess we've all got the same story, with different details...

    I wonder why it is, that we feel more comfortable being the tragic hero of our own story? Perhaps it keeps us from taking full responsibility?

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  3. I'm reminded of the poem by W.H Davies:

    What is this life if, full of care,
    We have no time to stand and stare.
    No time to stand beneath the boughs
    And stare as long as sheep or cows.
    No time to see, when woods we pass,
    Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
    No time to see, in broad daylight,
    Streams full of stars, like skies at night.
    No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
    And watch her feet, how they can dance.
    No time to wait till her mouth can
    Enrich that smile her eyes began.
    A poor life this if, full of care,
    We have no time to stand and stare.

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