When were you born? The date probably springs up without effort. 1972. 08. 12. But what about the day? What day of the week was yours?
A lot of us remember the year, the month, the day, and some special souls even remember the time, but do you know if it was a Monday?
What is so special about Monday anyway? It's a fresh start, you say. A good way to wipe the slate clean and start again, you say. Who still uses slates? (but I digress).
Check your calendar. If you are looking for the first day of the week to begin, you'll be disappointed. You will discover that Monday is in fact the second day of the week. Right or wrong, a matter of deep faith or trivia, our society runs on a Christian calendar. We are living in the two thousandth and seventeenth year of the birth of Jesus, and Sunday is the first day of the week, because it commemorates the resurrection.
So why are you waiting for the second day of the week, a day you won't remember because it is not as important as the day you were born?
I ask myself the same question when I am faced with making a change.
We don't have 24 hours. The earth's rotation does not cooperate with our mandate. We don't have 365 days. Once again, the gravitational pull of the sun has her own ideas. A broken clock is right twice a day. Our lives however, are lived in perpetual uncertainty.
Let's agree that there is no perfect time. There is only time.
The time is now.
Your time is Wednesday.
Decide. Leap. Begin.