The First Day of School

Today is September 1st and here in New England, fall is in the air. It’s ironic that fall is a time of new beginnings – the start of a new school year, the start of a new season, the start of a New Year in the Jewish tradition. I was reflecting —

The First Day of School
What if I lived every day as though it were the first day of school?
Eager anticipation, trepidation, confident I can meet the challenge.
The sound of the bell drowns out the voices from the past.
I’m part of the cool crowd now – a Divine Child of God.
Blank pages, unopened texts – so much to learn and explore
Wonderful opportunities and adventures
I am student and teacher.
I create my day –
stillness, raucous recess, time to study, time to work
time alone, time with friends, reading, writing.
I choose where to focus my attention
Disciplined and free
Hearing the Voice of the Divine Teacher.

Every day can be like the beginning of a new school year. What am I going to write on that first page of my blank composition book? How am I going to create my day?