color me monday.

another early morning.

another daily check of the websites.

this time i found the website that will make everyone smile.

i guarantee it.

check it.

you know you want to.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Crayola_crayon_colors

four.

after an early morning wake up call, i decided against my usual routine.

i did not roll over and go back to sleep, but rather lay there for a few minutes and decide that if i wanted to make the most of my day then i needed to be the one to make it happen.

i did keep one part of my routine - check facebook and the other four sites i check daily.

the sunday vh1 countdown playing in the background as i checked everything.

and then i checked jason mraz's blog.

it has created a new outlook for my day with the post of the words that tell me i can make up whoever i want to be.

Try This:

Close your eyes and imagine being someone else... Feel what it's like inside their body... Listen to a new heartbeat... Hear with new ears... Open your eyes and feel yourself at an unfamiliar height standing upright with a different spine. Look at your hands and admire their operational capacity. Notice parts of the new you that are similar to the old you. Reach out and touch things as this new creature. Be in awe of your transformation. See what your new body and mind are up to.

After you've had a good run with it, consider that you never left your body but simply changed your perspective. This is a game no different than kids play. It's pretend. It's also a form of meditation and self-realization. And we do it through all of life. Only somewhere along the way we stopped admitting with others that we all live in the land of make-believe.

Come on, let's be authentic with each other. Let's be the kids we really are.

Everything we think about ourselves and others is made up. I make up that my constant friend is the most beautiful woman in the Universe. I make up that this blog is important to you. I make up that some people I travel with are bored. I make up that my cat actually thinks about me when I'm gone. I make up that my dreams mean something. I make up that it's too early today to be typing. I make up that with a new age comes a new status. Come on, in the grandness of the galaxy, has my 32 years made a significant sound on its own to stand out or even harmonize with the hum of the earth? I make up that it has, even if I am invisible from space; even if human life is just a fancy form of bacteria spreading on the surface of this life-loving planet. Humans have imagination, choice, and the will to be demonstrative or not.

so as i sit here, drinking my chai tea and contemplate my make believe options, the vh1 countdown now on mute as the vibrant colors catch my eye every now and then.

i want to be four.

my idea of a problem is not being to find the other shoe to match barbie's outfit.

today i am wearing jeans, a pink t-shirt and white ruffled socks.

dad playing his drums as the stereo blares classic rock.

my brother playing with his legos on the floor in the family room.

at some point today i will jump off the brown couch.

i will play with my barbies for a good part of the day.

then i'll find my coloring book and spend some quality time trying to find the perfect color for the character's outfit.

my plastic orange screwdriver is missing, i must go on a hunt around the house to find it.

my day will be filled with play time, hugs, creating an elaborate story line for barbie's current life, searching for toys, running around the house, and nap time for sure.

it will not be filled with homework, planning my future, worry, a runny nose, making a to-do list, or dealing with stupid people.

NO.

today i am my happy, smiling four year old self planning barbie's elaborate dream wedding.

check this link for today's video of beauty:

http://inbflat.net/

31.

life has a way of redirecting your path by:

connecting personalities.

creating memories and writing stories.

necessary laughter.

a breath of fresh air.

persistence.

learning through experiences.

maneuvering through failure.

smiling.

remembering the details.

thinking of the past, present and future.

writing.

drawing.

living through a photograph.

silent conversations.

loving.

being supportive.

a splash of color.

each path is beautiful.

scratches, divots, and rocks only accent your trials of trying and achieving the next step.

take a deep breath...

because the next time you step forward...

will be completely worth it.