Remember Play for Today? I thought instead of poem of the day I could include a prayer for the day. That should ensure that my readership drops, like Leningrad in winter, to below zero.
Can you have less than one reader? Strictly speaking, I suppose the readership would drop to three:
The three men I admire most
The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost
Recognise that? It’s a quote from “American Pie”. Chris complained when I played it at my birthday party (there, Chris! I’ve mentioned you four times).
Still, I find myself devoid of inspiration. So I’ll leave it for today. Although I came across a good thought on the Yoga Journal (www.yogajournal.comI) about a woman who learned acceptance after stepping barefoot in a dog turd!
Bruce Almighty is also about this. He complains about having a mediocre life, and doesn’t appreciate what he has until it’s gone.
What do I complain about? This house. I need to start to appreciate it.
So: that leads us to the prayer for today (I promise that my prayers will not only be non-denominational, they will be suitable for all faiths and probably wishy-washy agnostics as well – erm, sorry, I mean, those of little or no faith.)
Prayer for Today
Wherever I am today, may I accept
that that is where I am.
whoever I see today, may I accept
that they are with me
Whatever I have today, may I accept
that this is what I have.
Whatever I am today, may I accept
that this is who I am.
Change starts with acceptance
Chenge begins with me.