Tuesday, January 7, 2014

891 NGUOUY Part 55 FEARSOME TIMES CALL FOR COMPASSIONATE ACTS OF KINDNESS …

As David and I walk through the front door into the living room of Marie's cozy house, we can hear adults, chattering away in the back yard where children, running off their sugar high, are playing at this and that; however, the fact that the party has gone on in our absence is not what makes my lips and David's turn up into a smile.  The reason for our smiles is clearly seen on the living room couch, where three year old Tony and his little brother, Ray are curled up like a pair of kittens, who'd partied so hard as to have fallen fast asleep while the party goes on, all around them.

And that brings us to the moral of this portion of my story:
As life moves forward, there are times when opportunity offers us reason to party to exhaustion while at other times, it's all we can do to hang on tight as life's roller coaster plunges our spirits straight down, because balance suggests that, over the long run, everyone will have reason to switch from highs to lows, and thus the trick to enjoying a well lived life suggests gaining insight into when to hang on and when to let go, and most of all, it's imperative that we gain clarity into reconsidering mistakes in judgement, ensuring that we do not choose to remain stuck in a negatively focused place that stops our spirits from partaking, wholeheartedly, in experiences, which provide us with such pure and simple joy as to transport one's entire being to a higher dimension, thus freeing your soul and mine to fly so free of earthly constraint as to soar as high as the stars in the sky :)

If, upon reflection, it comes to my attention that in all good faith my best intention has made a decision that's flattened my spirit, Common sense suggests my reconsidering the reasons for having chosen a path that proves to undermine my needs.  And by choosing to dive ever more honestly into the depths of my core, I find reason to expand my comfort zones more naturally than had been possible before.  And thus does experience suggest that The Joyful Child Journal was on the mark, because joy is surely an inside job :)

Next up:  Just as I'd asked Will to perform this next compassionate act of kindness for me when my brain surgery drew near, I take it upon myself to call our nearest and dearest to save my husband from endlessly repeating the fearsome details of that which his biopies made shockingly clear to us … and making these calls, call after call, affects my spirit in an unexpected way ...

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