I remember stopping by a snowy woods in Alaska one cold and dark night. I read his poem and it immediately rang to my ears a sincere note. The darkest evening of the year would have been the Winter Solstice…
We let what we own define us more than we by who we are. Who are your?
If you are the right type of personality, then you follow similar steps of preparation for every time you repeat the action. Nothing becomes “old hat”. You have the personality to treat every time as if it were the first time.
What do you surround yourself with? What comforts you? Inspires you? What gives you hope that the day has value? What travels with you, day in and day out?
Take a moment from your fighting against the problem you see. Truly analyze the problem and keep it in proper perspective.