Sunday, October 18, 2009

Happiness.

I'm hilarious.

Here's what I've realised about myself:

  • I want to be in the States.
  • I want to be in SA.
  • I want to travel.
  • I want some security and stability.
  • I want a boyfriend.
  • I want to be alone.
  • I like my boyfriend.
  • I don't like my boyfriend.
  • I want to have a full time job.
  • I want to have a part time job.
  • I want to be in LA.
  • I want to leave LA.
  • I want to see as much of the States as I can.
  • I want to stay in one place to get a deeper understanding of the people and the place.
  • I want to be a Sangoma.
  • I want to be a normal person.
  • I want to live in SA.
  • I want to live in the States.
  • I want to live in Cape Town.
  • I want to live in Gauteng.
  • I want to work from home.
  • I want to work in an office with other people.
Maybe you're starting to get the drift here. 

It doesn't matter what I have, inside of me there's always a part that believes that the exact opposite will be better somehow.  It doesn't matter how fabulous my life is.  Hell, I could be the Queen of Sheba and sit on my throne of gold and I'll wonder how blissful it must be to be a cleaner without responsibility. 

If I keep going on this way nothing will ever be good enough for me because I will always believe that what I don't have is better.

That means that I will always have a sense of inadequacy, no matter where I go.  I will be living in the past or the future and hoping to get the opposite of what I have and in the process LIFE WILL PASS ME BY and I won't be able to blame anyone for it but myself.

So:
  • I devote myself to this journey 100%. 
  • There is no better place for me to be right now than the place that I have consciously chosen for myself to be. 
  • Everything else is illusion, and my ideas about it are lies.  
  • I want to be here, completely, with no expectations. 
It takes a whole lot less energy to live that way.

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"And what does it live on?"
"Weak tea with cream in it."
A new difficulty came into Alice's head,
"Supposing it couldn't find any?" she suggested.
"Then it would die, ofcourse."
"But that must happen very often," Alice remarked thoughtfully.
"It always happens," said the Gnat.