mystery. I reveal myself here. Regularly. Not now. So, what will I divulge?
im-bibe. The music of my life offers soprano notes of unexpected joys along with the subtle bass tones of serious realities. Together, the music they create croon comforting melodies when I nod off to sleep.
Vulnerabilities are teamed with the riches of dynamic living. Intense demands upon my equanimity are coupled with thriving, life-giving moments, overflowing with happiness. The snake skin of uncertainty and anxiety are sloughed off. In its place, an inner peace, clarity and the celebration of life as never previously known. Patience, persistence and poise have paid off. Am I glad.
I know the joy of being present. I delight in what is. No part of my life is touched by the depressant of worry. It does not dull my days, nor rob me of the joy that is mine. I hear more clearly than ever. The mental chatter of fear, anxiety and a judgment-filled mind no longer deafen me when relating with others.
Being present makes me alert to interpretations, judgments or assessments when they creep into my consciousness. I know when that happens, to dig deeper, uncovering the needs and feelings beneath my reactions. I am happy, because I am present. In touch with my feelings makes me wholeheartedly alive! I say what I mean, mean what I say, but not say things meanly. I live within a community of healthy people, who accept me as I am, even when I am not at my best. They cherish the inner me and I them.
Life is a treasure chest full of satisfying relationships and a robust spirit. My existence is rich and vitally important to many. What can be greater than that? Dreams are coming true.
How About You?
How is your life better than it was three months ago? One sign of life is finding ourselves growing, characterologically. Often, I greet others not with "How are you?" but with "How are you growing?"