After a period of apparent adversity, I emerged back into joy for the sake of joy yesterday. I awoke feeling not just optimistic but as if I had already arrived into the centre of my own dream life, all details present and accounted for… like that moment when you win the life lottery and suddenly the sky is brighter and rainbows start appearing everywhere in your experience.
Nothing major had changed externally of course, (except the smile obviously plastered across my face), I had merely stepped fully out of the slipstream of time and into the eternal moment… the present. My Christmas Present!
I’m not going to go into detail about the various devious mindgrabbers that have kept me from my personal Grail of late, but I’ve never made claims other than that I struggle with Principle 2: I AM Detached, the art of remaining present. I’m usually off whittling about what’s next or not next, sometimes rehashing what happened last or last year… knowing its a futile activity doesn’t make it easier when you’re attempting to unravel a lifetime of programming or unconscious addiction… I’m a self-confessed stress-head or rather, I have been. I’ve told you before that when you begin a sentence with I AM, you better end it with something you actually want to be because the universe is constantly listening to your claims and adjusting the rudder to fulfil them for you… that being said, I AM happy to announce that I AM Happy!
Getting out of the slipstream only needs to happen momentarily for you to get that feeling, it’s like the Chalice swells a little to allow more contents to fill it. It’s just your perception of course, those contents were already there except you failed to noticed, I failed to notice… and I notice everything!
Keep your joy alive this Christmas by not minding so much. It doesn’t matter if you didn’t finish shopping, if you did a shoddy job of wrapping gifts, if Christmas dinner isn’t ready on time… none of that matters… what matters is that you laugh your way through disaster and see the whole weekend through the eyes of a child: focused on the moment and squeezing every last drop of bliss out of it.
May I wish you a very merry moment to moment… x