Friday, October 24, 2025
In the opening of one of my favorite musicals, Curly sings a famous song that resonates, “O What a Beautiful Morning.” The best words – “I have a wonderful feeling everything’s going my way.”
I wish I could tell you, that everything’s going your way. The only way to prove that is to examine the past, but the past is merely an eyewitness account – vague memories that seem to change. Everything’s gone my way. I know it’s hard to believe, but if I hadn’t seen it for myself, I wouldn’t have believed it.
Life keeps proving my fears silly. Life keeps proving my so-called mistakes to be valuable insights into further levels of understanding of who I am. This wonderful feeling that everything’s going my way is especially true when it looks like nothing is going my way, except a feeling. Even in my so-called darkest hour, things are going my way. I just didn’t piece it together. It’s all a hunch, though.
Mountains have moved for me. Seas have parted for me. Like dominoes, obstacles have fallen just because I wanted something. The way was made known – and I had a wonderful feeling it would come to pass. And it did. I also had ominous feelings, and those bumps passed too – but I realized what they were for. Smoothing out the roughness in my character. It was a matter of paying attention to how admonishing life is. Then, I realized I was being taught. I was being shown.
Now I have a wonderful feeling that everything’s going my way. Each morning, I remind myself of that. It cannot not go my way.
Because I am the way. What a wonderful feeling! All I had to do was to get out of my way and become it.