Day 5 and I failed!
I had a breakfast date at Bouldin Creek this morning. I was so excited to see my friend, Twila (who owns The Herb Bar -if you haven’t been, go!) and so hungry from yoga that I just dug in. I didn’t even think about pulling out my phone to snap a photo of my El Tipico. My eggs and hash cake were perfect and I am not. But I never wanted to be. I get another shot at redeeming myself tomorrow morning. Thank you for understanding.
I went and read by the lake for a few on my way home. Currently I am reading Walden by Thoreau and felt called to, perhaps even obligated, to actually read it near the water. This passage here sums up (in much higher poetics) the gist of the conversation over breakfast…
“We must learn to reawaken and keep ourselves awake, not by mechanical aids, but by an infinite expectation of the dawn, which does not forsake us even in our soundest sleep. I know of no more encouraging fact than the unquestionable ability of man to elevate his life by a conscious endeavour. It is something to be able to paint a particular picture, or to carve a statue, and so to make a few objects beautiful; but it is far more glorious to carve and paint the very atmosphere and medium through which we look, which morally we can do. To affect the quality of the day, that is the highest of arts.” - Thoreau