Our candle is lit the moment we are born. And each year thereafter, we are reminded, with one blow, of our passing time on this planet. The day begins, the day ends, and our story lives in-between the two.
As the day begins, we are gifted the opportunity to wake up. To breathe deep. To witness the bloom of a flower. To smell the rain. To see clouds dancing in the sky. To listen to how alive the world is through singing birds and passing cars. To enjoy the taste of coffee or the rich hops in a cold beer. To learn from the shadow side of humanity and to practice introspection. To lead by example and to practice kindness. To love and to be loved in return.
As the day ends, we are gifted the opportunity to close our eyes in gratitude. To breathe deep. To be grateful for what the day has taught us. To be grateful for what the day has fed our soul. To be grateful for what the day has planted. To be grateful for the battles won against fear and to be grateful for the reminder to rest.
This is our story, time; from the beginning of our day, to the end. It is a choice. It is living. It is simple.