* again because I wrote about it here too (here too, actually). I was ruminating this morning that it was a long time ago now that I gave up on fairy tales. Princes & princesses & knights in shining armour coming to the rescue; all that kind of thing.
So I don’t tell myself fairy stories any more. I no longer entertain big expectations of any kind, really. (I said to someone recently we should probably all put up a sign over our kitchen sink that says “No expectations” & we’d probably all be disappointed much less frequently. You know??)
So. No white knights. No “happily ever after.”
I do still believe in miracles, though. Miracles, transformations…& even just common, garden variety possibility.
Only because it makes its lovely presence felt every single day.
Here are a couple of teeny-tiny examples.
Yesterday I awoke feeling un-energetic & discouraged, so much so I decided I’d have a “bed day.” But after a few hours working on my laptop, I got feeling pretty good, actually. So I got up, finally, had a long walk, did some necessary errands & tasks, & wound up having an all-around pretty productive day.
Today, somewhat miraculously (having not set my alarm clock the way I had 2 nights ago, & merely intending to awaken early this morning), I did in fact wake up early, felt good & felt up to the early task I wanted to do, & here I am now, at the laundromat, while my sleeping bag sloshes around inside the washing machine, getting itself clean.
Do you have any idea how long it’s been since that sleeping bag was washed??? (Thankfully, you don’t. My mother was turning over in her grave.)
In my little world, this classifies as a miracle. A small one to be sure, but still…
I bet all kinds of things are possible…you know??
p.s. for sure there is plenty afoot in the world about which one can feel angry, sad, despairing, & my own most recent blog posting is about what to do (while the sky is falling), & it is, it is! It’s also true, as the wise folks say, “Pain is inevitable, suffering is a choice.” I’m firmly in charge of my own happiness, & if I’m cuckoo because such “little” things as waking in an energetic mood & going to the laundromat early to wash my sleeping bag make me feel good, then I am happy to be considered cuckoo! Maybe being “cuckoo” isn’t such a bad thing after all, hmmm?
‘Quote of the day’: “You discover that others aren’t afraid of your pain for the world, and you witness theirs. Then you can dare to hope something for humanity and for what we can do together. When we unblock our despair, everything else follows – the respect and awe, the love.” – John Seed, rainforest activist (in talking about despair & empowerment work)
A few relevant quotations:
“Men are not troubled by things themselves, but by their thoughts about them.” – Epictetus
“The primary cause of unhappiness is never the situation but your thoughts about it.” – Eckhart Tolle in A New Earth – Awakening to Your Life’s Purpose
“The last of the human freedoms is to choose one’s attitude in any given set of circumstances.” – Victor Frankl
“Success, like happiness, cannot be pursued. It must ensue. And it only does so as the unintended side effect of one’s personal dedication to a cause greater than oneself.” – Victor Frankl
“Hope is the power of being cheerful in circumstances which we know to be desperate.” – G. K. Chesterton