This morning it was all I could do to get out of bed. I set the snooze on my alarm and rolled over back under the covers. Even as I sit here writing this post my thoughts are of my bed.

Marcus Aurelius wrote:

At dawn, when you have trouble getting out of bed, tell yourself: “I have to go to work—as a human being. What do I have to complain of, If I’m going to do what I was born for—the things I was brought into the world to do? Or is this what I was created for? To huddle under the blankets and stay warm?” 

I’d like to say reading his words help me face the day, but it’s just not true and I want to go back to bed. I sometimes say to myself in the mornings “Thank you universe for giving me another day and allowing me another chance to be my higher self”, a mantra of sorts I found somewhere on the internet. Some mornings this helps my thoughts break through the veil of illusion, other mornings like now nothing seems to help.

We all face mornings like these when staying positive is hard to do and nothing seems to help. Even my morning Qi Gong routine did not help me feel better this morning, and it usually does. I just poured a cup of coffee, perhaps that will do the trick. All I can do is push myself to carry on through the day.