Having a Blessed Day!

How often do you hear people say, "Have a Blessed Day"? Probably not much. To me, this phrase is a tender greeting, blessing someone on their day. Encouraging generosity. It's about sharing love and kindness and giving the person on the other side of the blessing a chance to take a break from the original "Have a good day" and really think about having a blessed day! There is a difference. The usual "Have a good day" is of course usual. Most people say it without thought or presence. Have a fantastic day, or wonderful day, or great day...a little better of course than the usual, but still doesn't give the person you are 'blessing' that extra OOMPH!

I get up early every morning and take the time to search my mind for the good things that will come my way today. It's like putting your radio on a control called "seek" and the radio automatically begins to find all the strong signals or stations available. Good thoughts can be louder and stronger than anything, if you let them. So when my mind went on automatic and began to seek the positive thoughts, I took the controls and decided where I wanted my mind to stay.

I decide every day to look in the mirror and love the person I see, however imperfect. I put on my clothes, comb my hair, put on a little makeup and gave myself my warmest smile, generally reserved for those I love. I decide to feel blessed and focus on the wonderful things going on in my life. You see, whatever is not going well in your life will still be there tomorrow. And tomorrow you can decide not to have that blessed day, if you like.

One day at a time, but on this day, I decide that I was blessed and I was going to stay that way for the entire day. I set my mind solidly on this "station".

I made this statement out loud--"Whatever comes into my day today, whether it is wonderful and beautiful, or even if it is masquerading as trouble, I am setting my mind on having a blessed day."

All through the days that I lived consciously blessed, I find goodness. Sure, somethings don't go as planned, like having to take my son his spare key to his truck 30 miles from my home because he accidentally locked them in his car. But instead of complaining, I listened to Christmas Carols on radio and watched my grandson in the review mirror bob and weave to the tune. (He's only 14 months old!)

Maybe there are other intrusions masquarading as trouble that enter your day. It's all in how you respond to them. But by being conscious of your choice to have that blessed day, you know that changing your thoughts can indeed change your day!!

Love you all!!

Stacy