Mondays

What a beautiful day!

I rolled out of bed in excitement and anticipation,

did my usual  thank-you, thank-you, thank-you  plod

to the bathroom and back (thank you Jack Cranfield for that one!),

looked out of the window at the grey sky, the rain, the wet grass,

and my heart Sang.

I sighed in appreciation and my Heart Sang.

My heart sings despite the weather.

Joy doesn’t come from the outside, but from a deep place inside, doesn’t it.

I make my way downstairs and fling open the front door, to be greeted by my Leylandii hedge, and a chorus of bird-song!

The rain has just stopped, and the birds are celebrating by giving me my own personal concert. I sit on a chair, ignoring my wet bottom, and listen to the sounds of the morning in sheer delight.

I embrace the grey sky and,  in gratitude,  it reaches down and envelops me, washing waves of peace and satisfaction over me.

Then I remember today is Monday, and wonder why people hate Mondays so much.  I also remember how bad it is for us to hate anything, and how beneficial it is to turn my words around to say I LOVE, and to find things to love instead.

I Love today because it is a brand new opportunity to do Good

to someone.

How many people can I smile at today?

Can I make someone’s day today?

Who can I bless today?

What SERVICE can I provide humanity today,

that people will pay me for?

How much VALUE can I offer the world?

We only get one life, one chance;  How upsetting to spend it hating our job, our days, our environment, and then die.  How sad.

To hate 351 days each year, and live only for the 2 week holiday in the summer.  Do this for 100 years.

Surely I was made for a reason.

There must be something I absolutely Love doing,

that I can become a MASTER at,

so that people will shower me with money and gifts in appreciation.

The world needs people who do what they Love,

and have become experts at it.

Then we can all go to sleep early on a Sunday night, in excitement and anticipation because tomorrow is Monday, and we can’t wait!