A Little Something About Happiness

Photo: Pixabay.

A way of living, that is what happiness is. It is not that shiny happy place you need to reach to actually experience happiness.

Happiness it is taking a moment to recognize that you are enough.

That you are grateful for everything you have and have experienced so far.

It’s that sense of being content with who you are and what you have.

It’s the way you chose to see and face whatever happens to you.

It’s being able to enjoy every strawberry (or chocolate or whatever you like) every time you come across one no matter the “weather”.

It’s dancing in the rain and running under the burning sun.

It’s keeping your serenity having a ride in the dark side of the moon.

And your eyes and heart opened to welcome and embrace all your experiences.

Learn from them.

And let them go.

Them and anything else.

It’s letting your life flows.

And go along with.

Breathe in. And out. All the way through.

It’s being you.

Self-caring for your self.

Being kind to others.

Being empathic. Compassionate.

It’s understanding what tolerance really means.

It’s being surrounded by people you love and appreciate every moment of it.

And letting them know, feel this love and appreciation.

It’s being able to understand (and enjoy) the fact that life has its ups and downs, its beautiful and ugly days and you can’t and shouldn’t park your truck in just one station. This is part of what life is all about. And will ever be.

It’s being Okay even when you are not Okay.

Okay?πŸ˜‰πŸŒΈ

Clearing Out Those Cloudy Days

It has been a while since my last post here and I would love to say this was because my life at this side of the computer screen was pretty busy and exciting. But it wasn’t the case. I was just going through one of those moments when there is this gray cloud above your head surrounding you everywhere you go. Those moments when every little thing you do seems to be wrong or not working. Not the beast place to be, but hey, it is part of being alive. It happens as much as s**t happens. And all we can do is try to make a good sense out of it. Try to learn something or THAT thing that made you go through this.

Breathe. Deep. In and out. All the way through.

Meditate.

Practice some thing spiritual. In my case Kundalini.

Dig deep in.

Pray.

Be opened to listen to yourself.

And embrace whatever it comes.

It also helps to face it with a sense of humour.

Or a sense of adventure.

Because it is an adventure. To the other side. To the shadow-ish side.

A side that is also a part of who we are, even if we don’t want it to be. Really hard.

And if this is the case I have got news for you: this is THE thing that is keeping you stuck. THE thing that probably is sabotaging all your attempts to live a full life, to be you and feel you. To accomplish THAT thing you are so desperately wants.

Don’t fight that part of who you are. You don’t want him/her as your enemy.

Instead, welcome.

Embrace.

Show compassion.

Love even.

Hug honestly.

Or at least let him/her talk and listen.

Be there.

Sometimes that is all she/he/they want.

And if it’s not, being there, opened to listen to a honest answer will get you to figure out what you need to do to move on. πŸ˜‰πŸŒΈ

Some Days You Just Feel Off

It happens. And there is nothing I can do to revert it. I wish I could be one of those people who can turn an off vibe into an on vibe. But I am not. Regardless what I do, I just feel off.

Offline.

Disconnected.

Lost in Translation.

As if nothing works.

I can’t work.

Or think.

There is no perspective.

No hope.

Just a sense of sadness.

An emptiness.

Nothing fulfills.

Nothing brights up.

Nothing makes sense.

Not even a post. This post.

All I can do is let it be.

Embrace it.

Breathe.

Stay in.

Have some fun with it.

And wait till it goes away.

Because it will.

Like always.

Although deep in my heart I know this is so true, also deeper in there somewheret I am still waiting for that person to do this trick.

I know: stupid me. But I can’t help thinking that this would be soooooo much easier (right?) and magical (maybe?) than figuring out all by myself. Yep, I am lazy. And currently tired. Of failing. Of being stuck. Of never getting there.

But still, in spite of it all, I can sense that sparkle in me that doesn’t let me give up. Ever. Even if nobody else is coming for the rescue. I know I am enough. And that person I see in the mirror every single day will get there. Eventually.

πŸ˜‰

When You Are Your Worst Enemy

Image by Pexels from Pixabay.

Recently I realized for the first time something wonderful: that I do have my back. If I need me, some support, help I can totally count on myself. I am my own rock. And I realized that because when I most needed support and help (going through my B12 deficiency and Meno(pause) hell) and I couldn’t count on anyone but me, I did have my back. Woo-hoo!

All the way through.

Regardless.

It feels homy, cozy, warm, powerful.

It gives you confidence, encouragement, hope, resilience, strength.

Having said that, there is another less wonderful side to this, I believe, same coin: at times I can also be my worst enemy. That presents itself as that little voice inside that doesn’t think I am capable of or qualified enough or has a particular talent or what it takes to go for whatever I aiming for or dreaming about. That inner leash that keeps me prisoner, that bitch who doesn’t let me go, rock’n roll. That part of myself that clearly doesn’t have my back. Instead, holds it, tight.

It feels scary, moldy, restrain, suffocating.

It makes you not only doubt yourself but totally lose the faith in you.

You feel lost, disconnected, apart, an alien in your life.

It keeps you down, sad, unwillingly to move.

And you get stuck. Even aware of it.

Because unless the enemy within becomes a friend, or at least a frenemy, at times, the effect of this side of the coin will remain the same.

And how to make peace with the enemy within?

Well, I’ve got a plan. πŸ˜‰