As evening falls and the day slowly ends, I often find myself reflecting on the events of the day. I mine these events for their gold, and also for their impurities. Contemplating in this way tends to prevent me from unconsciously skipping through my day.
There are moments of rest in life where we stop moving and grasping, where we confine ourselves to one place and simply let our sails down. Here we contemplate where we are and what we’re really all about. These moments inevitably enable us to reset our sails and to move once again into greater meaning and purpose.