Every day we are faced a choice. Do we wallow in the mundane chores and necessities of life, or do we pause and take special notice of those details that are transcendent? Do we succumb to the pressure to compare ourselves to others, or do we express gratitude for the opportunities and gifts that we already possess?
I’ve been inconsistent in posting recently, but not for lack of trying. I often struggle to condense my days into 250-words blips and sometimes I simply refuse to. Some things are sacred. Some conversations are too vast to be blogged or to be shared on my “Wall.” Plus, I feel a stirring within. With one year ending and another quickly approaching, I’m spending more time thinking about the next season of my life.
I’ve had some extraordinary days recently and I’ll celebrate them here and now, albeit vaguely. In the last week alone:
- I experienced dread-free work, for the first time in ages. I was working on a creative project last Wednesday and realized that I was actually enjoying myself– no boredom, no “I can’t wait to get home,” no dread. Just fun, passionate work. Call it an occupational epiphany.
- Later in the week, I had dinner with some friends and it was rapturous. Good food. Great conversation. None of it was banal or negative; it was all vast and upper-level stuff. The stuff of dreams. I could have chatted all night, but fatigue and carbohydrate-drunkenness set in. We called it a night after four and a half hours.
- To cap it off, Sunday I was invited to a baptism of a friend and his wife. It was moving for so many reasons. I loved that the couple was immersed together, their spiritual trajectories matched if only for that moment. I loved the fact that I got to witness a celebration of faith— someone going public with their belief in a way that is uncommon in these times. Thirdly, I loved being treated like family. It reminded that we are all part of a tribe that is bigger than geography and genetics.
Life is extraordinary when you pay close attention. How will you celebrate it?