Brent Goff often closes his news broadcasts on DW The Day by saying "tomorrow is another day". My favorite day of the year is tomorrow, because tomorrow is always another day. It is everyone’s favorite day of the year because it offers a new chance for a better day than today was. It is encouraging to think that we have that chance.
It rarely seems to come though. Tomorrow and tomorrow creeps along in its petty pace. We strut and fret our hour upon the stage, and then are heard no more. It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. But the hope is always there that maybe we won’t be an idiot tomorrow. Is is smart to hope for a better day tomorrow? Or are we idiots to think that tomorrow will be better? If we made a mess of things today, does that mean we won’t make a mess of things tomorrow?
What can I do tomorrow to make it better than today was? Will I not procrastinate tomorrow? I don’t know, but come to think of it, I have already procrastinated just by thinking tomorrow will be a day better than today. Today, I have already put off to tomorrow what I should have gotten done today. So tomorrow, chances are I will probably put off what I should do until tomorrow again. Maybe eventually, after enough tomorrows, I will have done what I should have gotten done today. But that makes more than one tomorrow my favorite day of the year. That violates the rule I set for band of writers to write about the given subject, which is only about one day. But then, I remember, what I write only needs to be vaguely related to the assignment.
Will I treat others better tomorrow than I did today? Or will others treat me better tomorrow than they did today? Will the golden rule be silver tomorrow, or was the golden rule that was silver today be gold tomorrow? Will I make enough gold tomorrow? Do I have enough gold today even to make it to tomorrow? Can I think about more than gold tomorrow, if I have enough gold tomorrow?
Tomorrow the golden sun will rise and shine for me again. We can all count on that for at least another 500 million years. The Sun will shine for me tomorrow in a radiant sheen. I’ll be inspired like I’ve been before by sun and sky. It’s like God shining down on me. Love waits here. Tomorrow I’ll radiate my personality and my creative spark like a glorious god. I will see the light within, and let my light shine. And from the light of spirit and spirits, guidance can come.
Today I won’t worry about how humanity can survive the end of a liveable Earth, when there may be no tomorrow for us here because the sun is too hot. We have 500 million times 365 and one fourth days to figure out how to survive here, or move somewhere, somehow. There may be many ups and downs until then to work through, including today’s global warming. We seem to keep procrastinating about reducing it. Our politicians, our voters and our business executives keep putting off reducing how hot it is on Earth until tomorrow, thus making sure that, for us in this lifetime and for those who come after us for a long time, we won’t have better days tomorrow than we are having today, and that on each day in the days and years to come, for many people tomorrow will not even BE another day. But we can still consider, against the odds now, how tomorrow can be better than today, and with spirit guidance we together can help make today our favorite day of the year.