Today.

There are only two days in the year that nothing can be done. One is called yesterday and the other is called tomorrow, so today is the right day to love, believe, do, and mostly live.

Dalai Lama

If I were my own best friend I would remind myself to live every day. Truly deeply live.

Most mornings I wake up and skim the news at some point in time. Although lately I have been doing that less and less. I like to be aware of and informed about goings on… but I also don’t. Sometimes the news is full of horrible things. Death. Shootings. Bombings. Explosions. Sadness. Grief. Loss. It overwhelms. It hurts. Sometimes it makes me want to live less. To hide more and protect more.

Yet sometimes it makes me want to live more. Knowing that each day is tenuous. Each day is a day for love. A day for believing in myself and those around me. A day for doing and sharing and trying to make the kind of news that is kinder and softer and sows connection and peace. If there were a news paper or a news feed that shared good things, kind things, positive things… well, that I might read every day.

Live. Live each day.