I was speaking with a friend earlier and shared a bit of my story lately. I really wanted to share it with whoever else chooses to read it. I know it can be weird to gloat about happiness, given the culture I feel we sometimes live in – of “tall poppy syndrome” and self-deprecation as a dominating form of humour. But here it is anyway…
I guess the last few years of my life have been particularly rough… But in the last few months things have clicked for me in what keeps me happy, sane, trouble-free and healthy. I really believe there is purpose and divinity in us all and I think this life is just one part of my spiritual journey in growing to be the best person I can be, of which I believe is someone where love drives everything they do and say, rather than fear. I guess I’ve stopped seeing the world as a demon, and more as a learning experience. I’ve stopped saying “why me” and started saying “bring it on!”… But I have a long way to go, and for the most part these days I’m looking forward to it, instead of running from it. I love learning… And every moment I think I’m content, the universe turns me upside down and throws me a new lesson!!! Moral to the story- I think everyone needs to believe in whatever gets them through the day and brings the best out of them, rather than the worst.
