I’m sitting here in the silence of the night, thinking about going to bed but strangely still energized and not ready yet to end the day. It’s been like that lately – having energy to actually accomplish some things, something I had long feared I had lost forever. So now I shall share random thoughts, thoughts that probably have little or no value in real life, with random cat pictures taken oh, probably a month ago.
Oft-times we see a glimpse of what is really there; a hint of what might really be. It’s finding the truth to what we think we see that matters, don’t you think? Sometimes our vision is impaired by what we expect to see; what we think should be, when in reality it may (or may not) be something entirely different.
Because of that possibility, the possibility of pre-suppositions slanting our vision, the moral of this story might be to check further; investigate; never assume. You know what they (whoever “they” are) say about assume. Are they right – or not?
Oft times those places we feel safe enough to rest, those places where we feel protected, are unusual places. Places that one might not expect to be places of choice. We are individuals, are we not? Therefore, what is most comfortable for you might not be most comfortable for me. Or maybe it will be. It depends on the moment, don’t you think?
The need to be who we are. To be able to roll over on our backs, to bare our stomachs, our souls – without criticism, with acceptance. To be – who we are. As we are. Imperfect. Human. Needy. Capable. Finding joy in life. Finding gratitude for that life, warts and all.
Learning to be happy with enough.