Another thing I’m thankful for is that I don’t get road rage. Sitting in traffic is one place I usually win at Buddhism. I can see them all going crazy, feel compassion for them and wish they find freedom from their suffering. It’s mostly Buddhism, and a generous dash of the No Agenda show.
Yes good things happen. Yes bad things happen. There is either the perfect rhyme and reason for everything, or the universe is in utter chaos. Some days I believe both at the same time.
The cat sits in a patch of sun against a red brick wall. The sun on his belly and the warmth of the wall at his back. He was very peaceful.
That’s 12 or 18 months of extra emotional growth that might have meant a different path for me. It also might not have mattered at all. We get the life we need, not the life we want.
Having to interact with Centrelink is leaving me in tears on regular occasions.
Remember “The Secret”? In the 90’s we were all going to get new handbags, cars and holiday homes by manifesting them, and from what I remember of it, that meant wishing for it really hard.
Today I’ve started late again because I’ve been very busy domestically. I’ve folded and put away some washing, put on a pot roast, baked a caked, changed the sheets and done some embroidery. Its 11.32 am