Moon light

My tummy is happy. David taught me that.

He said that pain was inevitable, but suffering is optional; and so I'm choosing to enjoy my raspberries, and therefore my tummy is happy.

It rained, all day. Well, not all day. On and off. But the sky opened up and poured; it was creators way of reminding me that he was listening and was helping me find what I needed to heal.
I've been lucky enough to meet early on the people I needed to point me in the direction I had to follow to make myself happy. It's said that happiness is only in the small moments; you had to learn to appreciate the little things and everything else was just as it goes. That happiness was the small things.

I don't believe that. Not anymore.

It's never had to be that way; moving from day to day grasping onto the little things that could bring you sunshine. Those little things, they bring you sunshine because of your perception. And so. And so.

Perception; a sight, a taste, a feeling, a smell. A memory, an interaction, an interpretation.
Round and round, like the blank lines of a coloring book slowly being colored in by all the different things that affect our perception.

Yoga.

My heart is happy when my body is happy.
And so I'm going to India.
Because that's where my heart says it wants to be. And I am learning to trust myself, because that is what my heart says it is ready to do.

My happiness comes first; guidance moon, thank you Darla.

India.

It's going to be a beautiful year.