The alarm drums loudly and I awaken immediately to feel a sense of dread bubbling up in my spirit. With my first awareness of breath, I let out a heavy sigh and roll over for another 10 minutes. The cycle is the same each and every week as if I'm living the line from one of my favorite movies (Kate & Leopold), "I don't want it to be Sunday...Sunday is the day before the day I work, so it gets poisoned. Sunday's have a sort of heaviness to them. For me, they signal an end to losing track of time and living the weekend on a whim. As much as I love my job, it's difficult to not let Monday creep into Sunday. Maybe you feel the same. It's no fun to let tomorrow rob us of all that's waiting for us to experience today. A few years ago I decided I didn't want to keep feeling this way. I Continue Reading