Hope is a good breakfast, but it is a bad supper. —Francis Bacon—
Each day we hope for accomplishment and satisfaction, and we’ll achieve these when we scale our hopes to our real capacities. There’s no more satisfying feeling than finishing a project we’ve set up ourselves, tailored to our abilities, and worked at with patience and care. Our lives can be filled with such successes.
Learning to live means learning to keep ourselves in the present. This day is all we really have to work with. Of course, today will be influenced by what has already happened; and its influence will extend to tomorrow, next week, and beyond. But all we can make lies here, within this window of time.
May my supper be contentment. I’ll breakfast on hope again tomorrow.