I arose this morning to birds singing. The sun is tucked neatly behind the clouds. The world is still. The feeling of a blanket enveloping it. though it's not early. It is a break, so my kids remain in bed. My husband has left for work. The world is quiet.
And I begin to think of that saying, "if at first you don't succeed, try try again." And it makes me smile. When I was younger, I thought that trying again meant doing the same thing over and over again. I thought that it meant doing the same thing and expecting a different result. That would have been like Edison not changing the design of the light bulb in progress, but continuously making the same design. He would have failed. Someone else would have invented the light bulb.
My life is like that. I get caught in the rut of trying to do things in the same way. I have the idea that there's an expected way or an accepted way, and instead of being creative or giving it a fresh try, I keep bringing out the same old try.
But today, as I sit here quietly beginning my day, I am choosing to try again in new and creative ways. Whether it's getting my garden beautiful or teaching my kids to step up and do what they see needs to be done without being told. So many things to try on. So many possible ways to succeed. Unless I get caught in the rut of just trying the same way that just failed the last hundred times.
So, I'll be off. Got a lot of trying again to do.
blessings,
rhonda
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