Yesterday’s post reminded me of another conversation with another friend. I said that so far this year I have been purposefully selfish with my time, lots of stuff I wanna work on and finish. I said that I have been turning down invites. She said that I have JOMO, “Joy Of Missing Out.”
She’s right, I do have it. And I love it. I can’t wait to be invited to something and not show up. Just kidding, but some social obligations are getting veto-ed much quicker than before that’s for sure.
Either by old age or by pandemic, we have been forced to sort out what’s important. I appreciate it.
I have a friend who enjoys NOT being chill. Last night she was saying how she has never been described as chill and most of the time she can’t wait to pop off. “I wish I could be chill, but God has other plans.” She was being funny but in this little rant there was actual chillness.
She has embraced her own individuality in these weird pandemic days of herd mentality and separatism, isolation and chaos.
May we all honor and embrace ourselves as is, as was, and as will ever be.
Release all heavier older stinky moldy outdated and expired thoughts feelings and behaviors. Unleash all the beasts, they no longer need your nurture and support nor your blood sweat and tears. Not for time or space, but for gravity. Be lighter. Be light.
Not much “doing” these days. Only “being”. The vibe has been reset and refreshed. You have left the mainland and now reside on an island. It is paradise. You are paradise.
Enjoy the ride.
Without judgement. Without expectation.
With wonderment. With gratitude.
I am mostly a glass is half full type of guy. But, I am also a grass is always greener type of guy. (We are humans and we contradict ourselves.) I know everyone’s grass is totally different and I know other people’s grass should be none of my business yet I still look at mine, then look at theirs, then look back at mine. I’m thinking better grass must exist somewhere else, just not here.
I’m wrong. We’re wrong. The best grass is our own grass because we grew it. There can be no better grass. It may need some work. It may need a miracle, but no other grass at whatever vibrance of green will ever satiate or fulfill us.
To each his own. Her own. They own.
Honor and respect to all grass near and far, past present and future.
Happy New Year to you and all of your peoples. Enjoy what needs to be enjoyed in these weird times. The world needs more light, your light. Radiate.
Find time to find the vibe. Sometimes action alone won’t actually get the job/goal done. Sometimes that goal isn’t even meant for you, or it was created in fear, or it doesn’t contribute to your expansion.
I think it’s always been action then clarity then vibes. Nowadays I think it’s vibes first, clarity, then action. Let’s try it and see if this upcoming year can be different.