Every day is a new…
My perfect day is sandwiched between watching the sun rise and the sun set. I am fortunate that I live close to Green Lake. I love to walk around the lake in the early morning and watch the eastern sky glow and finally brighten as the sun rises at 7 a.m. Ducks and geese skim across the calm water. Occasionally, a blue heron, standing on one leg, completely still, waits for breakfast to swim by. It’s been particularly brilliant during these last few clear days. When the sun finally shakes off its nightly slumber and peeks above the horizon, a new day is born.
What will this day bring? What opportunities will I have to be the person that I hope to be today?
If I am truly blessed, I will have the chance to watch the sunset in the western sky out of my office window in the late afternoon too. My office overlooks the Puget Sound and the Olympic mountains. During the autumn and winter, when the sun sets early, on one of those rare blue sky days, I can see the sun drop below the mountains. When I am working with a patient, I often stop the session so we can witness the magic of the setting sun. It is a moment of grace that we share together. Whatever pain and suffering we have, there is the possibility of letting it go as the last rays of light shine across the water.
Of course, we don’t have to watch the sunrise to know that every day is new. Yesterday is gone forever, lost in the night sky, after the sun dipped below the horizon. But it can be easy to dwell on the past—lost opportunities, awkward moments, injustices, or disappointments.
Our lives are so habit driven it’s simple to forget that today is a new day. Get up, feed the dog, the cat, the kids, dress, rush off to work, and the day takes off like a commuter train that always stops at the same stations. Today, looks very much like yesterday, and the day before.
Our ways of thinking are habit driven too. We tend to perceive the world and others in the same way that we always have. So, despite the fact that today is freshly baked, our thinking, perceiving, and acting can be stale.
So what’s my point? It’s important to find a way to “wake up” and perceive that today is really a new beginning. Today, I can be kind or unkind, indifferent or caring, hopeful or disappointed, thoughtful or self-absorbed, aware or oblivious, friendly or unfriendly, proactive or reactive, and everything in between. While I don’t have any control over what might happen in the world around me or what other’s may or may not do, I have complete control over how I behave. I have absolute power over my attitude.
We can approach our lives between the rising sun and the days last light in a “fresh” manner, where we can see things differently, if we choose too. And, we can be the person that we aspire to be.
Find a way to remember this truth. It is easy to forget what can be remembered.
On the west side of Green Lake there are 16 trees, planted in a row. These sentinel trees keep their autumnal colors deep into November, sometimes even into December. They stand guard over the lake, their reds and yellows reflected in the water. When I see them on my early morning stroll, standing tall in their brilliant dress, I remember that today is a new day. It is a new beginning.