Today is Sunday, Day 19 of my 365 Days of Living Deliberately blog. I am purposely keeping this blog short because I have other things I need and want to do. I plan to take a walk, to soak in the cloudless, Carolina-blue sky and the reflections of it on the pond. Then I’m going swimming at the YMCA and doing exercises to help my back. I’m going to visit my friend, Leslie, and her children. When I get home, I’m going to make soup and bread and eat them by a fire while I read more of Walden.
I am going to savor the present and to live it as Thoreau suggests in the following quotation:
“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 in our soundest sleep. I know of no more encouraging fact than the unquestionable ability of man to elevate his life by a conscious endeavor. 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 is a 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 the arts.”