I don’t know exactly when it happened, but mornings have become something I enjoy quite a bit. I was never truly a late night party machine to begin withm as any friend of mine reading this will laugh loudly while saying, “Whoooaaaa… big breaking news there…” I do enjoy quite a bit about the evening time, but for me it’s the winding down feeling I enjoy, not a time to getting buckwild crazy. For instance, one of my favorite memories is when I used to live along the Connecticut shoreline, I would head down to the beach on a clear night and sit up in one of the lifeguard chairs for a while. It was just incredibly peaceful to sit there in the darkness, maybe with some moonlight, and watch the waves lap the shore.
I think my fascination with mornings is due to the feeling that with a new day brings the chance for good, new things to happen. There is always something inherently positive about that in my mind. Are there mornings where I am decidedly unexcited about what lies in store for me that day? Oh, hell yes. Let’s not get ridiculous about this – I am not going to pretend I walk out the door each morning with the figurative bluebirds of happiness chirping upon each of my shoulders.
But there is just the fact that a new day is starting and I have the chance to make of it what I will. This is the same feeling I have when I sit down in front of a nice, clean sheet of paper. What will transpire with that paper is completely up to me. It could be a mundane shopping list or a series of to-do projects requiring my attention. It could also be a sketch or a frenetic set of ideas I am excited to get down on paper and organize for a blog post, a training program or just some insight that mysterious popped into my noggin.
It’s the promise of it all that fascinates me. I have talked about potential before here and here, so I think it’s clear that leaving potential unrealized or without effort to achieve is something to avoid… but it still fires my imagination overall.
So as I write this very morning and think more about the good things in life, I am upbeat and ready to get moving a little bit. OK, that could be the coffee, but it’s more likely the power of mornings.
Here’s to hoping for good things in store today for you. That big, clean sheet of paper is in front of us all. Give it something good.