What I Let In

The house is quiet when I reach the front door.

Dawn presses a thin gold line beneath it. My fingers rest on the handle. I take one breath before I turn it.

An old argument starts again in my head. A worry reaches into the afternoon and starts arranging trouble.

I recognize both. I don’t let either one eat breakfast.

Instead, I put my palm flat against the door and say ~

“My mind is closed to all negativity.”

I set that boundary.

Negativity can knock, but I don’t have to answer.

Outside, dew clings to grassblades and the empty street shimmers in the morning light.

Today is THE DAY ~

I’m grateful for cool air waiting on the other side of the door. I’m grateful for two good legs, a quiet street, and time.

I’m grateful for all the people in my life.

I’m grateful for the opportunities unfolding for me ~

Today is full of them.

I take action with courage and clarity.

I face the quiet street.

I start walking.

I say ~

“I take action with courage and clarity.”

I walk toward the corner. A sprinkler clicks across a patch of grass. The morning grows long as I make my way.

Sunlight reaches the upper windows, then works its way down toward the street. My shadow stretches ahead of me.

I speak to myself, or no one, or everyone ~

“Everyday I am becoming who I am meant to be.”

I am that man this morning. I guard my mind and give thanks for the day.

I say what I mean, and I have somewhere to go.

I know exactly what I want.

At the corner, I turn toward the East ~ toward the risen sun.

I let the warm light wash over me and smile big.