Vegetable Soup For the Soul: Better Days
As the days come and days go everything seems to be always too much. Work, people, sometimes even life. It feels like time is taking too slow when things aren't going our way. Things seems to be in halt and we are stuck on the same loop. I have better days sometimes none, but that life is all about a continues process of not being always up for it.
My brain doesn't go to what I feel, that's annoying for sure. To have better days is what I
want, what we all want.
Despite of that let me first appreciate what makes a day better. Cheers for the people who always lend a helping hand. Cheers for the time that the day cannot be better and yet you just laugh to it. Cheers to the friends who never cease to enjoy your silliness. Cheers to the family who always shower us with love and support. That's better days.
Despite of that let me first appreciate what makes a day better. Cheers for the people who always lend a helping hand. Cheers for the time that the day cannot be better and yet you just laugh to it. Cheers to the friends who never cease to enjoy your silliness. Cheers to the family who always shower us with love and support. That's better days.
In another positive output it is always a brand new day, we have a choice if we want we can still look back at the past to check how far we've come in the walk of life. Past it's just
another story to tell, it won't do any harm anymore, it is just to
remember. The happiness, the pain, both are forgiving words and
actions to desolate the present and to slow down the future. What
matters is it played the role in my life as an individual, mistakes that I
learn, a smile that draws in my face. Yet I've never been so
appreciative in such simple life for a gift.
My deepest fear is not that I am inadequate. My deepest fear is that I might be powerful beyond measure. It is the light, not the darkness that most frightens us. I've been given so much mercy as we live; from the moment I open eyes on the sun warm rays till the day ends in glimpse of saying goodbye to it again, it is mercy. I say to myself: I, not events, have the power to make me happy or unhappy today. I can choose which it shall be. Yesterday is dead, tomorrow hasn't arrived yet. I have just one day, today, and I'm going to be happy with it. These better days might be in my dreams, a lot more is going on in the world than I am conscious of when I am disappointed, or hurt, or frustrated, or embittered, still I want to say that is my better days. And I want you to find yours as well even if it's bad or good, take a time to look at it. Being vulnerable doesn't have to be threatening. Just have the courage to be sincere, open and honest.
My deepest fear is not that I am inadequate. My deepest fear is that I might be powerful beyond measure. It is the light, not the darkness that most frightens us. I've been given so much mercy as we live; from the moment I open eyes on the sun warm rays till the day ends in glimpse of saying goodbye to it again, it is mercy. I say to myself: I, not events, have the power to make me happy or unhappy today. I can choose which it shall be. Yesterday is dead, tomorrow hasn't arrived yet. I have just one day, today, and I'm going to be happy with it. These better days might be in my dreams, a lot more is going on in the world than I am conscious of when I am disappointed, or hurt, or frustrated, or embittered, still I want to say that is my better days. And I want you to find yours as well even if it's bad or good, take a time to look at it. Being vulnerable doesn't have to be threatening. Just have the courage to be sincere, open and honest.
I took it step by step till I get there and it is not an easy task to do, the risk is always there. But it will be worth it for me I know what's the end of my lifeline. I remember one phrase in Howl's Moving Castle "Ah heart is a happy burden." A beating, happy burden. And it's true that the most beautiful things in the world are not seen nor touched. They are felt with the heart. Speaking from the heart frees us from the secrets that burden us. Come to think of it I never missed to breathe, to take a pause and see the beauty of each day I have. I should stop complaining about it. We are not prisoners, it's just a mere fact that we feel bound 'cos we meditate too much on pessimist areas. When we focus to the feelings of self-pity, self in isolation; the result is an intensification of misery. So live freely and boldly and in every event of our life let's never forget to confront God.
What
a different story people would have to tell if they would adopt a
definite purpose and stand by that purpose until it had time to become
an all-consuming purpose. This is my story, my purpose, my life and my
better days.
Xoxo,
Ivy
Xoxo,
Ivy
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