Good Begets Good. Always.

I know within five minutes of waking up on a Monday where my take on the day stands—a chipper cheerleading "Yay Monday! (Cat Valentine voice thing starts) Blank Slate! Let’s go!" pep rally or a surrender to the little devil on the other shoulder—the one who wants to drop-kick the "Yay Monday" girl to China and drown her out with, "You. Have. SO. Much. To. Do. Stop with the happy." 
Monday Downer Devil is a pom-pom stealer.

Internal scan during hot chocolate and journal writing Monday morning revealed Pom-Pom Stealer was in the house, a mutual feeling among friends, confirmed with tweets and kik messages. While I accept the fact that every day doesn't look like "Go Team, Go!", I'm at least going to make some efforts to resuscitate the kick-off to a perfectly good week. And I certainly did do that so far. (obligatory Super Bowl kick-off reference.)

Operation Get My Pom-Poms Back was a simple implementation of good choices.  We try and make good choices every day, but when I'm feeling like my pom-poms are M.I.A., I take extra efforts for a full Good Choice Juice Cleanse--flood the gates with good and detox the ick. Every time I implement this strategy, good comes flyin' back like a boomerang, always a confirmation that there is something greater in this world orchestrating all of these beautiful little things, and it matters...all of it matters.

I gave some time to some difficult decisions this week.  Knocked off a few procrastination tasks. I sent encouraging anonymous asks to friends who needed love (always makes me feel better. If you're sad or uninspired, throw a lift to someone else).  I turned my tablet off for a good chunk of  Monday--like not just put it away, but swiped that little "power off" button.  I changed the music so classics drenched our home.  I read books on the floor and ate brownies and when my sister asked for yet another one of those brownies I gave them to her and felt good doing it because it was juice cleanse week.  I went for a run tonight, and when I skipped into our driveway after the run, I skipped right back out to keep it going because it felt amazing.


And just when I was feeling all, "Uuughh, Internet," I went through my interactions and smiled at all the reminders of good tonight--these wonderful connections we can make and the stories of love and determination that continue to show up.  There was a whole slew of little boomerangs in my interactions today. Like a vine that made me smile, and a Claire ask.fm answer that made me smile, and a conversation with Keryna that's making me smile right now. Good begets good.  Always.

Cheerleader girl is back and high-kicking.

All of that goodness fell into place tonight.  
Translation:  I found my pom-poms.  
And good begets good.  Always.

Mary Oliver said it best.  Here's a wonderful affirmation to start a Monday:  
(It works good for Tuesdays too.  And Wednesdays.  And Thursdays.)

“Hello, sun in my face. Hello you who made the morning and spread it over the fields...Watch, now, how I start the day in happiness, in kindness.”   

I'm happy, thank you.