The dogs were whistling a new tune, barking at the new moon, hoping it would come soon

The dogs were whistling a new tune, barking at the new moon, hoping it would come soon

Today is day 3 of the dance workshop. Surprisingly, nothing hurts. I feel really good. Full of energy. Ready to dance again.

The thing about happiness. Is that we don’t wait for things to be perfect. To become happy. If you are going to be waiting for things to be perfect to become happy then you will be waiting all your life. When I was 11 and 12. I watched a huge amount of music TV. I discovered so much music on there. And a lot of it I listen to still. But Nelly Furtado All Good Things Come To An End hit me harder than anything. I am listening to it right now. It’s been decades of listening to it. I remember figuring out the chords on the guitar. I’ve been playing it on the piano for years. Why do all good things come to an end. Dance workshops. Why do people have to die. And yet there is some beauty in sadness.

Rupert my nonduality teacher always said grief is love. That there is love concealed in grief. I want to turn my life to God. I want to go on more retreats but I can’t afford it right now. I want to read Rupert’s blog and write about it in my journal but I don’t have time right now. I am doing another creative project too and can’t find the time for it because I am too busy watching YouTube to decompress. But 

The only time for non dual investigation is here now. Being stressed cos my friend is picking me up in 45 minutes and I’m not ready. This is the perfect time to find God. Always always in every moment

A kids area in a cafe covered in fabric
Totnes



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