Some days are hard. But the hardship has meaning if I take the time to connect with what really matters.
Lots of things matter. But only a few things really matter.
I don’t usually wake up thinking about what really matters, just a bunch of stuff that seems to matter. It’s a choice and conscious effort to ask myself what really matters, answer it, and focus on it throughout the day.
Sometimes I have to change scenery, music, or posture to help snap my heart and soul back into the epic battle that is at the heart of every day and all of reality. There is always a war going on between light and dark, and I am always a part of it. Every choice, every thought.
To remember this is to find the strength to march into another day, come what may.