As the sun comes up, I face towards it, and like an Egyptian of antiquity, stare straight into its center. It is a beautiful blessing to look upon its face and consider how fortune has favored me. I am alive. I am well. As far as I know, all my friends and family, all those I consider dear to my heart, are also alive and well. We have survived to see another day. This is a blessing. The air we breathe, a blessing. The Sun with the power to create and destroy, a blessing.
In this moment, I think upon the day before me. Like the Sun, will I be light? Will I shine, and radiate, and be a blessing to others? What good will I do this day?
One day is worth a thousand tomorrows.
This day is all that matters. No would have, could have, or should have. Can I go to bed tonight with the knowledge that I did all in my power to do? If I wake tomorrow to see another day, I will continue to build upon this foundation created over a span of yesterdays. But if not, I am at peace. I did today, all that I could do.
When we retire to our beds at night, we take it on faith that the sun will rise again in the morning. Of course science will tell you that there will be another morning, but our faith is in believing in the things we can’t see, like the sun on the other side of the earth.
When the sun rises, it brings with it new possibilities. We can feel its warmth even on the coldest days. Its effect permeates into the very fabric of our beings. Our bodies recharge and become healthier. Our minds awake and become more alert and more focused. Our souls, freed from the shackles of yesterday’s worries, gravitates toward the hope that a new day offers.
We can only feel the effects of the sun when we expose ourselves to it. Take a moment to bathe yourself in its light. Face towards it and offer a silent prayer of gratitude for this blessing. In that moment, you will realize no shadows are before you. No darkness, only light.
Keep your face always toward the sunshine and shadows will fall behind you. –Walt Whitman