It is a new year, and I have created a new mission statement for myself.
Each morning, I want to remind myself to choose joy. It’s easy, when I wake to pain and disability, to slide into darkness. That is not who I want to be. I know that when I focus on joy and beauty in the present moment, I find them. This promise, to which I recommit each January, is a shout against despair.
As soon as I move, I am reminded of all I cannot do. The monster-thoughts that question my worth in the world start to spin. I know my monsters do not tell the truth. I want to side with the angels. I want to move through my day with compassion for myself and others. I want to beam love.
What with those monsters flitting around, I find myself getting sidetracked by fearful, judgmental and panicky thoughts. Breathing in, I return to the present moment where I am safe, where all is well. I want to breathe peace.
And so I enter 2015 with soft, deliberate catlike steps.