This morning, I sat outdoors within that sacred pocket of time between the night and the day.
There was nothing but silence.
No birds chirping. No rabbits hopping about. No lawnmowers. No cars.
Just me and the silence.
And, for the briefest of moments, it was perfect.
This is the time where decisions are made.
Where we set the tone.
Where we start the day on our terms, not the world’s.
It’s in this moment of divine splendor where we make the choices that shape us.
Will we rule the day, or will we allow the day to rule us?
Quite frankly, I think we often default to the latter.
While the universe will sometimes rip that choice from us by presenting circumstances beyond our control, it does not always.
Oftentimes, we allow ourselves to be caught up in the maelstrom.
We allow that annoying coworker to ruin our morning with their incessant gossip.
We allow that critique to sting a bit more than it really should.
We allow ourselves to be caught up in stress and worry.
We allow that failed lift or piece of prose to dampen our enthusiasm to persevere.
Recently, I have allowed my worries about my health and my job performance to steal some of my joy.
While this is a somewhat natural reaction for anyone, there is also a point where we must draw the line and not allow it to rule us.
Life is about living.
Life is about movement, not stagnation.
In the earliest hours when we awaken, we are presented with a choice.
Are we the passenger?
Or are we the driver?
Are we the catalyst?
Or the reaction?
Today, I choose not to let life rule me.
Today, I choose to rule this life.
And tomorrow, just like all of you, I will have to make that choice all over again.
And for the ability to make that choice, I am grateful.
Tomorrow, as you start your day, take just a moment to remember that you have an opportunity. The opportunity to ride the wings of destiny, or to steer them where you wish to go.
Be well and be grateful.
The choice is yours.
Words & Photographs © 2025, KHR
The Beginning At Last 
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