Have you ever been a victim of your own thoughts?
If you are not sure, just think about the one or two or 50 nights when you were plagued by thoughts and constant thinking and you couldn’t shut down your mind and get to sleep. Or, you woke up in the middle of the night and you couldn’t go back to sleep.
Wouldn’t it be lovely to have a human survival kit in your possession?
The kit would answer the most important questions about your life: How will your life end? Will you find love? Will you be fulfilled emotionally and psychologically? Will you have enough money to live until 90, or even 100? Will your children be happy and successful?
I’m on a happiness kick as 2017 begins. As intuitive and intelligent people, you know that happiness is a choice. And you undoubtedly get up every day and make a choice to be happy throughout your day.
But some days you just can’t turn on that happiness light. The button is stuck in the off mode.
Meister Eckhart, a 13th century mystic, wrote, “If the only prayer you said in your whole life was ‘thank you,’ that would suffice.”
It’s the holiday season. We are probably thinking about buying gifts for family and friends right now. But have you thought about giving yourself a gift? How many times do you give yourself an important gift in your life? I don’t mean a cashmere sweater gift. I don’t mean a facial or massage gift.
It’s rare that you have time to reflect on your life.
Self-reflection is a considered a luxury these days instead of a necessity. You rush from pillar to post and the minutes tick by until the end of the day when you literally fall into bed, into a stupor of dreams or no sleep at all because the mind chatter won’t stop spinning.
It can be infuriating to answer a question with a question. But if you think about the idea of personal growth and transformation as a journey that is in flux every decade of your life, it makes sense to ask one more follow up question. Or, at least, it does to me.
I’ve spent a lifetime aging. And, if you are part of the boomer generation, you know what I mean.
Sometimes the decades go by and you wake up and you’re 64! How did that happen? Where did the time go?