Beneath my appreciation, time was causing me significant stress. I am always trying to control it somehow. Time is like a wild child, doing whatever it pleases, and I can’t stop it, tame it, or even hold onto it, as it keeps moving forward. I’ve viewed time as a dwindling, precious resource that seems to diminish more each day, each hour, and each moment that slips away.

Our thoughts are like traffic signals in our minds, allowing us to sail along smoothly, stop us in our tracks, or leave us idling in neutral. Let’s look at how noticing the color of our thoughts can help us move more smoothly down the road of life.