Personal Power

We read and try and stop trying, try again, read some more, listen to another inspirational cd, watch another dvd, read another book, all in an attempt to understand or find "The Meaning of Life".

 The simplicity of it all is amazing for 'The Meaning" is "OUR CHOICE". What we think and what we do, either consciously and aware or by living on auto pilot. If you feel bad then stop doing what makes you feel bad, if it feels good do it some more, listen to your feelings, they definitely are linked to your awareness, your feelings remind you to assess what you are thinking, shift your focus, pay attention to your life and thoughts. YOU HAVE THE POWER to decide and only you, for your life.

 You can only control what you do and think, how you react , your happiness hinges on you, no one can make you happy, they can add to it, but at all times its your life, it is you that sets the pace and tone.  We can lose focus when we say "if only", if only what? That  this person, government, company, or that person  would do what ? If only that hadn't happened or that had happened, if only. In  Rudyard Kipling's  poem If, its all about a big little word and it all comes back to you. So if you think that the world is to blame think again, it cares not what you do, only you care and only you can live your best life, and set the best example by taking care of you and your life.

 When we live our best , we choose what best means to us, for some its wealth, for some its solitude, for some its close family and friends, the 'best' is different for each of us and we fine tune this as we live our lives. Life experiences' teach us that we can only be who we want to be, and that loving ourselves is how we learn to best love others, for they too are living life, either aware or on auto pilot.

 There are people who say, and believe, that they are 'victims' of life, that bad always happens to them, and so it will, and so it appears and so it remains. They live and they attract to themselves others who believe as they do and they wait for others to make them happy and well.

 Ask  ' recovered ' addicts what inspired them to change and it is always, 'I had to make the change, I had to accept that only I could do it.  Once that realization happened, others could encourage and help  but still it had to come from me."

Worry, hate, anger, frustration, fear, resentment, guilt, and other 'bad' feelings are only your  signal that you are focusing in the wrong place, that its time to step back and look at what you are thinking, that it is time to shift your focus.

  So 'live and let live", enjoy, laugh, appreciate, be grateful, find your passion and most of all love you and everyone as they are, for the truth is we all only do what we want, whether we are doing it consciously or by default, so lets enjoy this life.

 When I find myself worrying or feeling a bad feeling, I stop, look at what or why then remember something good, take a deeeep feeeeling breathe and carryon, its takes a little practice but interestingly not much as we really do want to feel good more than we want to feel bad.

Moments: Snow diamonds

Moments: Snow diamonds: "Still, so still, the early morning winter stillness, so cold, night giving way to morning, the light catching and revealing the millions of ..."

Snow diamonds

Still, so still, the early morning winter stillness.
 Sooo cold, night giving way to morning, the light catching and revealing the millions of tiny snow diamonds.
Yet each time they reveal themselves, my mind takes me from the first time I saw them to each time after, from the first time of trying to capture them to take to my papa to the realization that their value is in the wonder they can still give me.
There are fleeting memories attached to my snow diamonds, echoes of childhood laughter, mine and my children, the crisp crunch of snow, and the yearning of that innocence that believed that the snow diamonds were resting stars for they twinkled so.
I type this and wonder how many others were captivated by the twinkle of snow diamonds, and if they too  captured in memory the wonder of it all.