Even when you wake in the morning, you have a tendency to carry the night with you. If you did not sleep well, you say, "I had a bad night."

Here you are, now awake to the day, and you carry nightshade with you.

The night is over. Let go of the night. Greet the day. Call its wondrousness to you.

Last night was last night. Do not make it linger. Take care of this minute of today.

You tend to live in memories. If last night did not please you, why do you harbor it?

And if you slept wonderfully last night, why cling to that? Memories, short or large, recent or long ago, are nothing but old thoughts. You cannot carry everything with you.

Memories are a possession. Don't let them crowd out the discoveries of today.

You are a voyager, so pay attention to the voyage you are on right now. No one voyage is the sum of your life. No battle is the epitome. Life is what is before you, yet unchanneled, yet undetailed, yet unspoken, yet unheard, yet unwritten, all new.

That is a favor, you know. It is not a favor to hold onto thoughts that go nowhere. Where can a former event go but into the memory bank?

What has transpired may or may not have left its mark, but you cannot make it mark you anew. The mark it made is not the big thing. You do not need to keep your attention on the mark. Your life itself is the big thing.

There is a tendency to mark lines on your life. Better to live it. Your life is a flow, and you cannot hold the waves to you and make them stay in place. A captured wave is no longer a wave.

Life is a passage, and you cannot cage it. Move on, move on.

When you let go of the past, the crests and the troughs, you have new energy. The past is stale energy. Better to unloose yourself from the past. Crest or trough, anchoring yourself in the past will keep you back from rising higher.

Your life is instrumental. It is important to Me.

If your life is music, you cannot continually play or yearn for the last note. You go on to the next.

If you are a composer, today you arrange notes in another way. What opportunities for infinite combinations are at your fingertips.

Do not stem the tide of life with memories or predictions. Old thought or predicted thought, it is vagrant. Leap to the future of this moment.

Your thoughts are often like condolences, and condolences last only so long.

You do not need to console yourself with thoughts from the past or wishes for later. What consolation do you think you require?

If you wrote the past in blue ink, you can now choose green, or orange. All the colors of the rainbow still exist. Choose anew. Every day, choose anew.

So what if the past gets lost? That is better than your getting lost in the past. Anyway, the past is not misplaced. The past belongs in the past.

You do not need to keep such good records. Records of your life are not your life. Plans of your life are not your life. Records are records, and plans are plans, but they are not life.

Consider your life a bagel, and bite into it today. Old photographs are not better than the ones taken today. Your life is still here. You walk through your life today. Make fond memories today. And if you cannot make them for yourself today, then make them for another.

You are not here for yourself alone. And you are not here for yesterday or tomorrow. You are ever-present today. Enjoin this day, and write it on the sky.