I know that one breath of air will not keep me alive and oxygenated for the rest of my life. I need to keep breathing in and out.
I know that the next meal i eat will only sustain me until i'm hungry again.
When i'm thirsty and take a drink, i don't expect it to cure my thirst for eternity.
So why, when i'm feeling happy, do i think that this is how i will stay, and that i no longer need to feed myself happy making things?
I felt great.
So - unconsciously i might add - I stopped the gratitude exercises, the herbal supplements, the walks along the beach, walking my neighbour's dog.....
And i wonder why i feel blah?
Sunday, August 19, 2007
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