Have you been finding some good things hidden within the challenges? I will admit, this past week has been difficult. However, I also know that there is hope. That something beautiful is being birthed through this painful labor of ours as a whole. For example, multiple large institutions are visibly announcing that they have cancelled contracts and cut ties with corrupt organizations. Integrity in action is a beautiful thing.
As far as pandemic qualities go, I discovered something positive. The free, in-person, limited-number-of-participants writing seminar that I was teaching next month has developed into an online event — so now everyone can freely participate! There is a tab at the top of this page for the “Becoming An Author” Writing Seminar. Check it out if it is of interest to you, we’d love to see you join us!
God, being Love, is also happiness. Our Spiritual nature, our one-ness with God, means that like Love, happiness isn’t something to be attained, it’s something to allow. And also like Love, it is for us.
Think about that.
Happiness isn’t asking for too much. It’s not a bonus, it’s our birthright. We get to be happy. Joyously, outrageously, boldly, dazzlingly happy.
If we’re not, it’s because Read More
I’m way behind on laundry. My current work project is taking longer than I think it should. I can’t seem to get enough sleep lately. I’m desperate to see my dear out-of-town friends for a weekend. I’m only now realizing that I’m short-tempered more often. And dear God, can I just get a break?
So I catch up on cleaning. I give my work project my all, at the expense of my personal project. I go to bed early. My uplifting peeps and I share within an ongoing group text things that make us laugh so hard we pee our pants a little. I try to be more patient with my spouse, my dog, and myself. And more stuff still piles on and I’m still so frustrated and dear God, can I just get a break??
Here I thought I was taking steps to improve my situations. Yet it just keeps piling on. What in the world am I doing wrong?
Oh. It’s not about me. Read More