Sometimes, the Best Day is a Day Doing Nothing!

I had a birthday this week, and it was a wonderful and lovely day.  On Facebook I received many greetings of joy and good will; found a sign in my kitchen window wishing me a happy birthday; and received a couple of cards in the US Mail. Sometimes it seems I have the audacity to think I am alone in the world, sad and shoeless, but nothing could be further from the truth.

I feel loved by family and smiled at by friends. I think, at times, my perceptions must be off. Am I too needy? Do I expect too much? Buddhist teachings say not to have expectations...why? Because you will, in all likelihood, be disappointed. I have tried to temper my expectations of people and of life. I continue to try and accept that which comes, perhaps not gift-wrapped, but comes nonetheless, and which should be accepted good, bad or in between.

Reaching our own set of human goals takes a lifetime of trying.

What's left of my BD cake. YUM!

Today, just a couple of days after my birthday I am reveling in having a day of quiet and a day of doing absolutely nothing. And it has felt deliciously great and I am not feeling any twinge of guilt at all. I've eaten leftover birthday cake; managed to accidentally delete a program off of my old computer; watched a mindless movie: Alien vs Predator (yes, really); read parts from two different books; and have watched the day dwindle away with no expectations of anything other than just being here and alive.

It's time that I understood that not doing anything doesn't lessen the meaning of life. There are those days when our spirit just wants a little time, just a little peace and solitude where we can stand back and let a day be simply that, a day.