I love pondering mornings.  I love to ponder. So I don’t demand anything of myself on these mornings;

• I turn off the alarm,
• lay in bed till I feel like getting up and if I don’t feel like it, then I just stay put,
• put on my ‘comfy’ clothes,
• make sure I eat a healthy breakfast (I want to be able to think clearly.),
• choose my favorite ‘wordless’ music station on Pandora, otherwise I spend all my pondering time singing along.
• grab a blanket tablet of paper and a good writing pen,
• and I ponder.

It’s mornings like these that allow my body to catch up with my mind and heart and spirit.  They are usually running ahead and if I don’t intentionally give myself some time to reflect, I end up getting all tangled up a few days down the line.

This morning when I flipped on Pandora, before I could click on my ‘wordless’ stations, the song Seasons of Love, began to play.  The lyrics start like this:

Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Moments so dear
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure – measure a year in a life?

I’ve been fascinated with this song for a lot of years, but I thought it was especially poignant since my ‘ponderings’ for the morning had been largely focused on what I want to be true of this new year.

Wow!  There are only 525,600 minutes in a year?   Considering that one day holds 1440 minutes, that means we have already spent nearly 20,000 minutes of this new year!  I’m not usually into numbers, but this morning it caught my attention.

How do we measure a year?  

The song lyrics have some suggestions: Continue reading How Do You Measure a Year? →