Today's blog title is purposely zen. "If it's Wednesday, I must be." just as easily could read "If it's Saturday I must be." Today I am simply being. In the here. In the now. Part of this comes from a wonderful book I'm reading and working through that guides you through exercises and readings for a period of 37 days. The premise is in discovering your passions and how you would live if you knew you had 37 days left on earth. What would you do with those days and that time?
Right now, I'm aware that I would be really bummed out that I would miss Spring, which is my very favorite season. There is nothing better in Minnesota than that period of spring where everything is greening up and it thunderstorms for the first time. Where everything is so fertile even the air smells green and fresh? It's the best smell and best time of the year. It's what makes winter melt away in our snow-ladden brains. Winter? What winter? It's the same thing that happens when women give birth and they put the baby on your stomach for the first time. Pain? What pain?
Your question to ponder today is, what would I do with 37 days? How does it place the rest of my life into perspective? Am I following my passions and my heart or am I slogging along with no energy or enjoyment? Do I love fully? Am I present? Do I laugh loud and long? Do I do good things for others? Do I act in a way that honors who I am and what I want?
What would I want my last 37 days to look and feel like?
