Today
Today is nothing special.
Even if the day is a celebrated birthday or other annual event that you forgot to acknowledge.
Even if the day was set aside by governments and greeting card companies and florists to honor mothers or fathers, or grandparents, or one gender or the other, or one race or another, or workers, or the fallen, or even World Toilet Day (November 19th Thank you, Thomas Crapper).
Even if the day was set aside by one or more religious organizations as Holy, a day of Spirit, or spirituality, or reflection, contemplation, or prayer, (leave some money in the box).
Today is nothing special.
It is just… Today.
The sun may be shining brightly. It may be a glorious… wonderful… beautiful… spring, summer. autumn, winter day.
It may be world-ending dark, a gloomy, dreadful, dreary, and bleak day, when you wish it would just stop — the darn rain, water rising, dirty slush and ice, smoke, smog, bombs and missiles, the pain.
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Today is nothing special.
It is just… Today.
Today may be the day… that you “cut yourself some slack,” take a break, take a beat, breathe, sit and think, or just sit.
Today may be the day… to write something, cook something, carve something, draw something, play something or just play.
Today may be the day… that you call, write, show up, reconnect with someone… or say, “I see you,” or “I love you.”
Today may be the day… that you stop doing something that hurts you or someone else.
Today may be the day… that you… no longer look longingly or regretfully at Yesterday…. You may just apologize, or forgive, and move on.
Today may be “someday,” when you finally get “a Round Tuit,” and begin what you’ve been putting off for far-too-many-yesterdays, or daydreaming fantasy tomorrows.
Today may be the day… that “what I always” … say, or do, or react… moves from “I know” to I am doing something different or differently.
Today is nothing special.
It is just… Today.
