As I wathched the morning emerge outside the windows of my mother's home, I remembered that each day offers a fresh start -- a clean sheet of paper; a blank canvas. If by choice we allow it, an infinite number of new possibilites are open to us for an equal number of new experiences. We can continue to work on projects in flight, such as our physical well-being. We can take the time to consider something totally new -- either that that comes to us instantaneously, or that we seek with open eyes.
If the day is a marathon and not a sprint, who do we preserve the freshness of morning through the day? One idea is the restorative periods of assimilation that we should allow for. A little downhill stroll after a long climb gives us the recharge cycle needed.
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