Today, I am content.
Tomorrow I might chase after the newest bathroom cleaner, coffee creamer, or body wash scent. I might ponder thoughts of cleaner floors or whiter teeth. Criticize my sugar intake. Focus on more energy output. Make a plan. Make a list. Hope to do better…
But, today I am satisfied.
Next week I'll tweak my parenting style, set out to read more nonfiction, or make a 3-day-a-week yoga plan. I could feel entitled to more affection, attention, or justice in my life. I might get down on myself for sleeping in, and not stepping out. I could cry. I could complain.
But, today I am grateful.
Next year I will be inspired to run a marathon, keep a dream journal, and cut out red meat. I could create a plan to teach or learn more. I might need to make love more, or feel compelled to protest war. I might feel overlooked, or misunderstood. I might need answers.
Not today. Today I am thankful for the cup before me. And If I was in want of anything, it would be this: To have the first thought in my head, when I wake, to be this:
Today, I am content.
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| “Contentment is natural wealth, luxury is artificial poverty” ~Socrates |
