It's a new year...full of hopes and expectations .......I used to believe that the events of the first few days was a guide to how the entire year was going to go....I no longer believe that. I believe what my grandfather used to tell me about how you make your own luck.
My grandmother always told me that there are two kinds of people ...People that things happen to and people that make things happen. At one time or another I have been both....I know that things are going to happen to me that are going to be totally out of my control ..I also know that there are a lot of things that I have control over that I am going to take advantage of this year.
Does that sound like a resolution? I hope not, because I've prided myself by not making any since 1990....(Okay, I did make some in 2008....) All I will say is that I will control the areas of my life that I can and I won't cry over spilled milk about the areas that I can't control...I try to do this every year...
I think people make resolutions in the first place because they are trying desperately to control the outcome of the year...They can't....They usually find out around March , that they can't even control themselves...They eat that extra doughnut....They decide that they are not going to exercise for the the third consecutive day and oh yeah, instead of saving money, they charge that card that is on the brink of it's limit...It's just who we are, what we do...
50 plus years have taught me that what will be, will be...You do what you can and all else is relative...So I'm sitting here in my underwear writing this blog post, not worried about the future....I'm going to live this day I have to live right now and deal with future days as they come...That's reality.
Music to contemplate the New Year by-
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KEEPING THE FAITH: RANDOM PRAYERS "ON THE DOWNLOAD"
DEAR GOD: Sometimes anger seems so near to the surface of my life. An unwelcome word, the remembrance of a past hurt, a disappointment I had not expected can make my emotions swirl with the force of a small cyclone. Sometimes my heart feels hot, my nerves feel edgy, my mind feels like lit dynamite. And sometimes, I just turn silent, go inward, cut myself off from anything and anyone that could ease the throbbing inside. I hold on to my anger, as if to let it go would render the reason for my anger meaningless. I pray that your great love will burn away my anger and leave me settled in the cool breeze of your presence. Help me let go, not only of the anger, but of what made me angry in the first place. Let me breathe deep the wonder and peace of love. Amen.
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Amen to this! It will be wonderful year!
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