Be willing to be a beginner every single morning.
There’s a better view of beginnings when they’re standing side by side with an end. We live always in a contrast of night to day, week to month, and season to season. And somehow we need to navigate the transitions between them.And while beginnings feel full of hope and opportunity, endings feel a little wistful and nostalgic. I always weep a bit at farewells, but keeping one foot here in the present and one foot behind is a little uncomfortable.
Maybe it’s best to embrace a beginning.
Walking in the light of a new morning today, I understood its value and found faith in its purpose. Beginning light is timid but brave. Steady and growing stronger.
And so am I. Each time I begin again.
So let’s believe in beginnings. And let’s begin today. And again tomorrow.
Both gentle and bold.
Willing and ready.