Hell of a Guy

Another Saturday Morning…

01/24/2009

It is 7:45 and I have been up for about two hours.  The house is quiet except for Sirius channel 73 (New Age), the dripping of the coffee maker and an occasional run-through by our wacky cat.  The sky is filled with gray clouds that spread from west to east.  The leafless trees appear to have skinny fingers pointing upward begging for spring to come.  The fields that surround the farmhouse I live in are a very uninviting brown.  Sixty days from now the view from this vantage point will look very different – spring will have sprung by then, but I have to say I love it just as it is.

There is a certain joy I feel when I am alone here in this room in the early hours.  I am not sure I can put how I feel it into words, but damn good seems to fit.  I read somewhere recently we should each spend ten minutes each day sitting in a quiet room alone with just our thoughts.  I find when I do this I am overwhelmed with feelings of happiness and joy, my emotion soars and I feel as if I will cry. 

On the evening news last night I heard someone say something about everyone being depressed by the economic woes we are experiencing.  I think, while many people may be depressed – loss of job or loss of income, I am not one of them.  Many people have lost jobs, but the vast majority of people still have them.  These are tough, uncertain times, no doubt.  This is the worst economy I have ever witnessed, but this to will pass.  It always has.  The economy is cyclical, it goes up and it goes down.  The good part of all of this mess is I still have Saturdays like this one, where I can sit in my favorite chair, in my favorite room, in my favorite house, in my favorite state and feel good about being alive and about myself and being able to say, “Thank you, God, for this day.”

And that is all I have to say about that…

 
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