Mindful Resistance: Doing Less Frequently
Then my divorce happened. I went from fat and happy to fat and homeless in a matter of months. My writing ignited.
Then my divorce happened. I went from fat and happy to fat and homeless in a matter of months. My writing ignited.
We're all walking down our own little hallways. We're all singing our inner songs. And we're probably all a bit distracted and unsure of exactly where we should go. We know the way to our homeroom. We may not be sure about how to navigate the rainy Fridays along the way.
Only through adventuring together, only through giving it a 100% shot and not holding back, are we capable of discovering a partner who is willing and capable of going there with us.
Happiness that does not depend on others. Does not depend on success. The only audience is you and your heart. Find the flow within yourself and you can find your happy, happier, happiest life.
Finding and keeping love is about going to the well every single time. And when you find fire pouring accelerant on it by really, fully, and truly, asking for what you want. You must go for it to get it.
Upstairs another door flew open and dapper son Badly Buzy Ben announced, "Breakfast? What's for breakfast?" as he stomped down the stairs. His hair was perfectly done and his suit looked freshly pressed. The blue tie matching and shining in concert with his pocket square.
I was lead to believe that the kids needed their mom more than me, that a mom's love is somehow superior, or more comforting than a dad's love.
I hope my words bring you some comfort no matter what darkness you or a loved one are experiencing. I can't be there for you. Only you can be your own savior.