As it peaks over the horizon, does not a sunrise whisper the opportunity to try again. And if the day passes and our efforts were stunted by the bane of our insecurities or blunted by the challenges of life, does not a sunset invite us to rest before it whispers the same message the next morning?

What I liked about fishing at the break of day was to be a spectator to the whole of nature gently arousing itself from sleep. And it always seemed that part of that awakening was a fresh sense that this day was not ‘another day,’ for there is no such thing when the world awakens in this manner. Rather, every day was a ‘new day.

How many beginnings were held at bay because we refused to let an ending be an ending?

This is not a morning like any other because the world never wakes up exactly the same and neither do you. And so today you have opportunities like none other.

We want a fresh start only because we didn’t sufficiently care for the last fresh start.

They are the pieces from which the whole is fashioned. But what I must remember is that the pieces aren’t there to reconstruct what they used to be before the pieces became pieces. They are there to construct something that is more than the sum total of whatever they used to be.

To focus solely on endings is to trade conclusions for the very beginnings that created them. And if this cycle should persist, we will likewise miss the beginning that will follow this ending.

An ending is only happening because at some point it was a beginning. And if an ending is dependent upon a beginning, I would be well advised to focus on the miracle of beginnings verses the pain of endings.