Rampage of Appreciation

Today was a better day. I slept soundly, I laughed all the way to work despite 90 minute backups to the GWB or maybe because of it. What's up with that anyway? I can't tell you how many times I have driven over that bridge and never saw a mid-span multi vehicle accident, or any kind of accident for that matter. On this day there was an accident requiring an investigation that made all the commuters beg for mercy!


I have a friend who I call when my mojo needs aligning. I can call her and say, "I need to do a rampage of appreciation." She doesn't ask me why or inquire how to do this - she simply begins... This is such a beautiful day, clear, sunny cool, first signs of autumn and she continues until we are both laughing and feeling good. That set the tone for my day. 


It is not different to love hearing good things - it is our basic disposition. As babies we seek to feel good all the time. We rest, eat, play... all day long doing just what our heart desires. This is our natural state. So, when the day gets to you try a rampage of appreciation. Instead of going off about what set you off - go off about what is right. Oh, you WILL start very slowly. Something like this...


Rampage of appreciation. The sun is up. I like the way it looks on the leaves. My coffee smells good while it brews. I love the way that first sip of coffee feels. Ugh... I appreciate my car. Traffic gives me a chance to think. I like to listen to Joni Mitchell on my iPod. I LOVE my iPod... I love my car. I wish the traffic would last all day, I could just sit in the car and listen to Joni... you get the idea.


New. My spin buddy is actually a spin instructor. I have been searching for someone to work out with on Fridays. Guess what? She is going to do a spin class with me on Friday. How great is that?


Another not so new. Oncologist on Monday. I try not to worry about these appointments anymore, but, I still get that creepy feeling in the back of my neck. Oh, but then I remember - everything always works out for me. Even on my worst days - somehow it all works out.


Thank you for sharing my journey...


Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes - How do you measure, measure a life?