Not having a job outside of the home makes weekends just something that others look forward to. A day is a day to me. Time is a made up concept that puts so much stress on us, yes it’s “necessary” to make it to work, or the doctor’s on time, but other than that, this is the only moment that really exists, outside of time as we perceive it.
Now that I’ve rambled on about nothing of substance, I am off to eat the lovely piece of fish I picked up earlier. I am taking Dr. Wayne Dyer into bed with me, and curl up with him. This moment is fine. I have all that I need for this day and this moment.
All the rest will be whatever the universe decides, with or without my help.
It is sunny, 64 degrees out, the dogs are here to keep me company. I will center myself, meditate, breathe…BE.
Have a wonderful day everyone. Have I told you I love you all so much? Well, I do.