It’s Monday.
I usually enter into Mondays with a little trepidation. I wonder what the week will have in store. I hope it’ll be all good. I wonder if I remembered to do all the laundry or any homework for the boys over the weekend. I hope I’ll be prepared for whatever may come.
I know, as an A-type personality (and a one on the enneagram) that I like to have everything figured out. I like to be prepared. I don’t like surprises. And usually, Mondays bring something I didn’t expect. I’m a little like the old cartoon Garfield on Mondays, wanting to pull the cover back over my head.
Yesterday, in anticipation of Monday, I drew this with words from one of my favorite Mary Oliver poems. After all, I long to enter Mondays with happiness and with kindness. I want to start my week with joy. I needed a reminder today to walk outside and feel the sun on my face and celebrate the light it brings.
So today, this image and this poem are my prayer. May we all find a little warmth from the sun and happiness from the day ahead.
Hello, sun in my face.
Hello, you who made the morning
and spread it over the fields
and into the faces of the tulips
and the nodding morning glories,
and into the windows of, even, the
miserable and the crotchety –
best preacher that ever was,
dear star, that just happens
to be where you are in the universe
to keep us from ever-darkness,
to ease us with warm touching,
to hold us in the great hands of light –
good morning, good morning, good morning.
Watch, now, how I start the day
in happiness, in kindness.
