Day 3,744

Growth:

So often we can begin to manifest the dreams we have after we speak them into existence. This isn’t to say that they just magically happen, rather the opportunities to tackle them are so much more readily accessible and visible to us once we clarify them and breathe life into them. The more I’ve added to my 2026 goals and my 2026 board the more opportunities seem to arise.

Appreciation:

Today was the day of perfect calm I didn’t realize I needed so badly. In the morning I practiced my breath work, sipped delicious coffee while reading, and relaxed prior to a nice homemade brunch with the full family before church. The day consisted of a walk in the woods in the snow, relaxing and reading on the couch, and talking with family. No rush, no agenda, no task list. Only relaxation.

Presence:

Nothing quite like getting lost in an engaging story. This morning I finished reading No Country for Old Men for the second time this year while drinking coffee and was so lost in the book that I drank my coffee while standing up in the kitchen reading, I never even made it to the couch!

Quite possibly one of the best paragraphs to end a book, the Sheriff talks about two dreams about his dad to close the story… (not a spoiler, I swear)

I had two dreams about him after he died. I dont remember the first one all that well but it was about meetin him in town some-wheres and he give me some money and I think I lost it. But the second one it was like we was both back in older times and I was on horseback goin through the mountains of a night. Goin through this pass in the mountains. It was cold and there was snow on the ground and he rode past me and kept on goin. Never said nothin. He just rode on past and he had this blanket wrapped around him and he had his head down and when he rode past I seen he was carryin fire in a horn the way people used to do and I could see the horn from the light inside of it. About the color of the moon. And in the dream I knew that he was goin on ahead and that he was fixin to make a fire somewhere out there in all that dark and all that cold and I knew that whenever I got there he would be there. And then I woke up.

No Country for Old Men, Cormac McCarthy

Thanks!!!