My ideal self:
· Never needs to rest during a day of hard, physical labor
· Doesn’t crave cheese all the time
· Has no self-doubt
· Wakes up early to exercise and listen to the news before work
Mary Oliver has a poem about waking up early that inspired me last night to leap out of bed this morning, but that intent was squashed when my alarm went off and it was pouring rain out:
Why I Wake Early
Hello, sun in my face.
Hello, you who make the morning
and spread it over the fields
and into the faces of the tulips
and the nodding morning glories,
and into the windows of, even, the
miserable, and the crotchety –
best preacher that ever was,
dear star, that just happens
to be where you are in the universe
to keep us from ever-darkness,
to ease us with warm touching,
to hold us in the great hands of light –
good morning, good morning, good morning.
Watch, now, how I start the day
in happiness, in kindness.