Dawn's Embrace

In this episode - Dawn’s Embrace . . .

In the quiet hours before dawn breaks,
The darkness whispers, and my spirit wakes.

For in my hands, tomorrow lies—
A chance to reach,
to strive, to rise.

With steady focus, I find my way,

Turning each task into light for the day.

Not every path is smooth or clear,
Yet I push forward, shedding fear.

Life may bring disappointments, it's true.
My dreams are mine, and I'll see them through.
My attitude is my own to steer,
and No One else shapes the hope I hold dear.

So I start each morning with a heart alight,
Embracing dawn’s gentle, hopeful sight.
For love, for dreams, I’ll build and grow,
Sharing this warmth with all I know.

In each sunrise, I find the key—
The dawn of hope that lives in me.

. . . Welcome to this week's episode of On The Fly. The previous poem was written the day after the election results. Yes, we’ve made it through another presidential election cycle.

Everyone at work was gloomy, angry, frustrated, and could not understand the logic. You may or may not be excited about the result or what's predicted to come. I heard comments like, “We’re in for DARK times.” Admittedly, this was my first year deeply involved in the frantic play of politics. I discovered that the media coverage fueled unrealistic predictions, rhetoric, name-calling, and built-up hate. Bombarded into your phone, social media, TV, radio, and the people around you continued to fuel the fire.

I had to step back and remind myself it's not healthy or productive to get so emotionally involved. Why not? Because as I’ve written about in many of my blog posts as a reminder, “You get what you look for.”

This week, I revisited the archives and listened to my self-affirmations, reminding myself that our choices shape our lives.

Remember, “You will become what you think about.” My friends, the thoughts you nurture are your responsibility. It might be challenging to grasp this concept now, but it remains a universal truth: “We become what we think about.”

Therefore, I’m taking a break from the news, dedicating time to my guitar, diving into uplifting literature, enjoying dinner with my beloved wife, and simply allowing myself to live without the distractions and pressures from outside forces that often overwhelm us and bring us down.

As Dr. Schuller once said, ”Today’s accomplishments were yesterday's impossibilities.”

So, my friends, let's take a deep breath. Let's choose peace and joy and focus on the good. Let's choose to be the change we wish to see. Remember, every day is a new beginning. Every sunrise offers a chance to start fresh. Let's fill our minds with positivity, kindness, and hope. Let's inspire others to do the same.

Three simple action steps will have a powerful impact:

Smile at a stranger. It's a small gesture that can brighten someone's day.
Help a neighbor. A little kindness can go a long way.
Spend time in nature. Connect with the earth and find peace.

Let's use this time to recharge, refocus, and emerge stronger than ever. Together, we can create a brighter future.

The power to change the world starts within you.

I’m Patrick Ball; thanks so much for listening; see you in the next episode.

Comments

Don Hanley said…

Patrick - this is one of the best published articles I've read to help us strugglers who wish to 'loyal' opposition people. And the beginning poem is superb and puts you in the catag0ry of OUTSTANDING POET AND AUTHOR!!! your friend Don Hanley

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