For many of you, Wednesday is a milestone. To some, it is known as hump day meaning we are on the downhill slide to the weekend.
A little different perspective might be, what did I do on Tuesday? Did I spend every minute the best way that I could? The week is half over, what have I got to do before the weekend? What will the weekend bring?
Some of you just let life happen, and others make it happen.
Which one are you?
I don’t think that there is a right or wrong answer, but there should be. I am a control freak. I admit it! Very seldom do I throw caution to the wind and just wing it. Even on those ubiquitous road trips, I have some method to my madness.
Each day will never repeat itself. Break that down into hours, minutes and then seconds. They will never happen again. Are you spending them wisely?
My mornings consist of a hot beverage and some quiet time outside. I like to be alone with my thoughts as I think about the night and any dreams that I can recall. Not far from my back porch there are tall trees that crows often play in. I find something soothing in the call of the crow. When I was a child, we lived close to a schoolyard, and I loved to hear the sounds of children playing. To me, the crows remind me of children as they too seem to play games with one another.
I love the feel of the soft breezes on my skin and the warm morning sun as it greets me or me it.
These few moments sets the tone of the day for me. Often I will do this out of the shower allowing the air to dry what water is left on me. The scents and sights of the flowers from the garden delight me as I take them in. I live in the moment. What about you? What is your morning like? Is it hectic? Are you an exercise person who maybe spends time on a treadmill or stair stepper.
When the weather warms up, I swim in the mornings for about thirty minutes or so and then sit there with my hot drink of choice. If I am home that day, I might even add a little libation of some sort to it.
Life is short, and you must make time for yourself.
The world looks at you and me as taxpayers. That is sad but true. They want you to produce offspring so there will be more taxpayers. The rich or elite live off of your backs and mine.
What drives the wealthy to make more money also drives them into an early grave. Stress kills. Can you live with just enough to be happy?
When life kicks you a little, kick back and pick up a book.
In many of my novels, I take you to such serene places like the ocean or plush fields with flowers and different birds calling out to you. Some of them have magic to entertain you, and others have a romance of various kinds to allow you to live vicariously through one or more of my characters.
If you want a feel-good story read Diamond Joe.
Whatever you do this Wednesday keep it real. Enjoy the day as it will not repeat itself. Make a memory that will last. Make this day and every day unique in some way. When people tell me that the days of the week run together, I ask them to slow down.
We need to smell the roses which is a metaphor for living in the moment. Stop for just a minute and take a breath and realize that what you offer to your employer is your life force. Each and every heartbeat is what you are selling. Your time is your stock in trade. Try to enjoy what you do and make it special.
I get so many kind e-mails from followers and twitter people and yes from those that read my novels. It is heartening to know that what I do makes someone’s life a little more pleasant.
As I make it through another day, I will be thinking of you. I try to put myself in your place. What would you like to read? What story would you love to hear? What would make your life a little more pleasant?
Can I weave those words or thoughts into some sort of a cogent tapestry that will accomplish those tasks? Input from you will make the mission easier.
Talk with me. I don’t bite, well I nibble, but I don’t bite hard. What is on your mind? As I wait for the ideas to convalesce into some actionable sequence of events to put into words, is there anything that would excite you?
There is power in the pen or the keyboard in this case. What shall we create?
Thinking of you my friends.
Much Love -TW