Why I choose to be happy
Yesterday someone said to me she wished she was happy like I seem to be.
Yesterday someone said to me she wished she was happy like I seem to be.
Another break from the simple steps post I usually have up here on fridays. This post is bound to get me to tear up before I am at the end of writing it. But, it needs to be written, and it needs to be written now.
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Posting this on two of my blogs, Simply Blissful and on Writing across the lines. It's meant as a playdate for writers there :)
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A much heard complaint of new and vetaran bloggers is that they put in a lot of effort to write a post, and then hardly get a response on it. A lot of bloggers, myself in the past included, eventually give up on their blogs thinking it's no use.
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This post is inspired by a conversation I had with someone very dear to me. It is one of my hardest lessons still, but it gets easier every day :)
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It is January. Quiet has taken over the land, and it's a hard month to get adjusted to, especially with the busy and cozy December month behind us.
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It is now 1:35 am on january 1, 2010. I am sitting here with a smile on my face, a smile I used to welcome the new year, and the smile is still here. It will no doubt still be here tomorrow. It's how I choose to live my life from now on, radiating my bliss. I do hope that you all will make the same kind of choice. It is the one thing that will get this earth through the troubled times it is in now. For people to focus on their bliss in stead of on other people's misery, or on things politicians say to get more votes, or on things news media say to get more advertising money. It is the one thing people can do to truly choose life on this gorgeous blue planet of ours. Goddess knows I have had my share of challenges in my life, and I can choose to hang in them, to live through them every single day of the rest of my life. I choose not to do that. I choose living in the moment, the ever lasting moment that strings together like a beautiful, sparkling necklace that is my life. I choose bliss
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This is a little exercise that came to me as I stepped out of the bath, and looked at myself in the mirror.
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