Here’s to Mondays and dancing and the Bee Gees. What a great way to spend your Monday morning . . . tapping your toes and Continue reading
It’s Monday. Yippee! Are you happy? No? Do you want to be happy? No? Keep doing whatever you’re doing. Pretty simple, right? But if you aren’t happy and you want to be happy, change something. Try something new. Anything.
That change can be tiny and infinitesimal. It can be a baby step in relation to the Universe. But Change Something. You will not regret it.
Why? Because the influence of Change, like the weather, is akin to the microscopic disturbance of a butterfly wing. A simple flutter has the potential to determine if it is going to rain on your outdoor wedding day six weeks hence. You never know. Weather and life and Change all have a beautifully fickle nature about them. Surprises abound.
While climate may depend on the broad and long and predictable haul, the weather is changeable. Its fluctuations are hard to predict. The weather can produce a different result in the immediate.
Your plans might change as a result of the weather. You may decide that a picnic is not in your best interest if there is a 90% chance of rain. But you never know. There goes a rabble of butterflies winging by, and you are out the door with your picnic basket, trying to decide which beach to lunch at.
Thank goodness for the seemingly impetuous nature of butterflies. While some may consider their flight to be a contribution to chaos, others may embrace the short term atmospheric changes as beautiful. Predictable climate patterns may merge and alter the atmosphere’s balance, but the short term, day-to-day atmospheric changes are what we live in. Climate is shaped by unseen global forces that create patterns — all of which are great to analyze, but chaotic disturbances affected by a butterfly migration are what add interest to another Monday. Nature is a miracle, and I am going to roll with the butterfly-generated chaos every time. I’ll choose a miracle any time.
Are you happy? I am. I love Mondays. Is there a pattern to the calendar and our work week? Yes. Do I want to abandon my post and join a kaleidoscope of gypsy butterflies that are winging by? Most definitely. Still, I am a bit of a homing pigeon, and I know where I want to light at journey’s end. With my sweetheart and my loved ones while listening to the stories of their Mondays that are always so magnificent and interesting, even when they do not believe that they are.
I love Mondays. Mondays: they re-define another shot at another week of happiness and bliss and appreciation. How could we not love them?
Life. Metamorphosis. Change. Growth. Struggle. Movement. Hope. Rebirth. Flight. Freedom. Happy Monday.
Thank you for being my day . . . my promise of another fantastic and glorious day. Spring is transitioning into early summer. The days are warmer, the daylight hours are growing longer, the sunshine is less fickle, the birds are singing in full chorus in the forest, the sunsets have been magnificent. There are so. many. things. to feel ecstatic about. Life is truly very good.
In music, a loop is a section of music that is repeated over and over. You can record short tracks on top of each other that repeat continuously — making some music that is incredibly rich in texture — all because of the gift of repetition.
Being human, we measure moments of life into time. We measure the minutes into an hour, the hours into a day, the days into a week. We call you, Monday, the beginning of the work-week loop — the reminder that we must don our work duds and head back into the proverbial salt mines. But this isn’t true. Not even remotely true.
Life knows no true sense of repetition. Monday, you are a brand new Loop in Time. You are unique and wild and replete with opportunity. What could possibly be ordinary about you, Monday?
Monday, I am thinking about how this very talented musician, Bryson Andres, uses the Loop to his musical advantage by layering his skill, talent, and passion to create an incredible sound that would ordinarily require a small orchestra to create. Like this music, I want to create a sensation of beauty and excitement and joy that repeats seamlessly into my life — creating new dimensions that expand my Loop . . . on toward and beyond next Monday.
Thank you, Monday, for being my wake-up call to engage my Loop Pedal.
and another if you are up for some more beautiful Monday music . . .
It’s Monday. I love Mondays. The new week of hope and promise and abundance is about to begin. We groove through a weekend filled with preferences and sleeping in and music and family and chores and reading the newspaper and maybe even some dancing. Then we land on Monday’s doorstep. Today, as you enter into your Monday, smile often, look up and around, and realize how fantastic life is. It is today and you are in it. Pet the dog’s head before you head out the door. Thank your barista for that mocha. Tell her she is awesome for jump starting your morning everyday. Let someone into traffic ahead of you. Do something crazy fun. Dance for the security cameras. Surprise your boss with a smile. Take a walk on your break and look at the state of the clouds. Call your sister and tell her you love her. Send someone a surprise email. Share some dessert with someone. Write a letter, a real letter. Play hopscotch at the bus stop. And . . . always believe that something wonderful is about to happen. Because it is. Your next breath, your next laugh, your next hug, your next decision. Grow your Monday, intend some abundance, and harvest the beauty.
It is all one beautiful moment that is alive with promise: fresh and new and growing.