Letters to Jesus (Ego, False-self, and Groundhog Day -6
It has struck me that a single day is a meaningful metaphor for a whole life.The warmth, security and pleasant dreams we experience just before waking might be likened to the period of our gestation. When we awaken, it’s like being born. Our senses are flooded with reality and a new beginning is made. The dawn of a new day surrounds us with possibilities and, refreshed from the “gestation” of sleep, our energy level is high. We meet the day with hope. Life is good and clean and promising in the morning of our life. From the edge of the bed we put our feet on the floor and take our “first steps.”These steps, during the course of the day, will lead us into many different surroundings to which we will react differently. Early on we stumble and frequently fall becoming painfully aware of our frailty and vulnerability. We deal with other people in our day: those closest to us, those we barely know, and those we know not at all. In the course of our day we learn lessons about others and about ourselves. More than anything else during the course of our day, we are aware of our “self.”
As the midpoint of our day approaches we are often upset with and disillusioned by our “self.” The lessons of the day, by this time, begin to become less objective (as if necessary to pass a test or impress someone) and more interiorly personalized in the subjective sense. The closer the approach of evening, the more introspective we become and hindsight into our day gives us perspective about how we’ve used, abused, or profited by our day.
Evening is the beginning of wisdom or foolishness. Where we have gone, what we have done, the various people with whom we have interacted in our day bring us wisdom if we have not so cluttered it with sensory pleasures and busy distractions so as not to be able to see it. It is a shame at evening to look back over our day and not have any sense at all of where we have come from.
The darkness of the night is foreboding. There is apprehensiveness that our day will end soon. With this looms a sense that we have not used our day well. There is an increasing hope and reliance on You and Your mercy as the time for “retiring” approaches. We see that only You can justify our day.
Death is analogous to our lying down and being enveloped by the unconsciousness of sleep. There is a bit of heaven in the hope that maybe we have moved closer to You in our “day” and a bit of hell in knowing we didn’t.
We might be wise in taking a lesson from the movie Groundhog Day and live each day as if it was our whole life.