...which is what allows human beings to persevere in the face of misery, atrocity and unjust treatment...but what if you chose what it is you get used to?
This was my thought this morning, as I flew down the hill I once feared biking down, because it invariably meant I had to bike back up it at some point.
Now I enjoy that ride. I have become accustomed to going back up the hill; so the ride down is A BLAST. I am happy to have a few precious moments to meditate because I am up before anyone else in the morning. When the alarm goes off, I change my thoughts from, "already?" to gratitude, right away.
What are you willing to change to be happier, more at peace, fulfilled by life each day?