Dwell in Happiness

This morning, as I was doing my morning stretches, I felt an intense moment of joy. I was stretching out my legs like I always do, and suddenly I felt as if someone was tickling my spirit. I felt this in my tummy and it made me smile. It was a wonderful moment.

I know how to stay with the difficult feelings so that I can learn from them and move on. I’ve faced a lot of my anger with honesty, and it’s help to disolve most of it; so this leave more space for the happy feelings. Staying with the good feelings is new for me, and I’m going to fully enjoy them. Yippy!

Last night, as I was lying on my bed, I purposely stayed conscious to how great it felt to be in the comfort of my bed. I felt the divine warmth and security of being in my space, I listened to the serene silence of the night, I smelled the quiet peacefulness around me, and hugged the gratitude in my heart. I drifted off to sleep right after this.

For the last few days I’ve woken up to a sense of happy wonder for the new day. It’s the like the feeling of anticipation for the punchline to a hilarious joke. I can’t wait.

Yeah, I’ve forgotten to do this. It’s so easy to fall back into my regular routine of seeing life as it is and not reminiscing on the good spots. One the good side, I’ve almost completely stopped replaying the negative events in my life. This used to be such a huge focus of my energy, as in, “Why was he so aloof to me?” or “I don’t think she likes me anymore.” Well, boohoo for me, and I’ve gotten over it. Partly it’s not caring so much what other people think and knowing that we each have our own full lives to live. So it’s not always about me, which is fine by me.

I want to be obsessive-compulsive about my happy moments. The way I use to ruminate over the negative events in my life, I want to do the same with happy moments. I used to spend a lot of energy mulling over my negative moments, and then I realized that I could just as easily choose to mull over the happy ones.