As much as you can love your job, your family and friends, your significant other, children or pets, you can compose yourself most powerfully when in solitude.
Those who are naturally independent know what I mean. Others might think it works for them occasionally. You can love company while knowing that you still need to be alone at times, replenishing your spirit for future interactions.
Reconnecting with yourself allows you to be yourself at all times.
The other night, I was in a deep discussion with a friend as we were driving around the city at 2 a.m.. Sharing experiences of recent and not-so-recent encounters with men, her accurate grasp of relationships absolutely amazed me.
When you’re happy, you naturally see yourself having what you want.
Happiness is being your true self and being proud of or at least happy about it, no matter who it is you feel happy being. As long as the main reason for being and expressing your true self is love, you won’t see any reason not to.
Love can be stifled when others tell you to not be yourself but only if you allow it. Love cannot burn out unless you put it out yourself. When you’re happy just being yourself, you are experiencing and feeling love. You are livingit.
You can be happy seeing yourself in your current or desired reality as long as you don’t sink into bad mood when remembering your current reality post visualization, for example. Being grateful for what you can in your current will you bring your desired reality about.
I went out with my elementary school friends on Saturday night. Unlike our class reunion two weekends ago, this was a smaller group of just a few people who have had several nights out together since December. Those nights started spontaneously – two of us found ourselves in the workplace of the third when the fourth suddenly showed up. After that, the four of us planned a night out, two planned the reunion and two days ago, we had a fun night out enjoying drinks and live music. I loved it when we started shooting pool later on, though I believe I will never be any good at it.
The four of us have known each other for twenty five years on average. I turned thirty two in January, two others followed last week and the youngest group member will next month. Having known each other for so long and being the exact same age, there is great understanding among us.
It’s amazing to see the extent to which my oldest friends have grown up to be fascinating individuals, simply by being themselves. One of them became an online sensation last year after he declined to charge a book blogger client for a cab ride – instead of the money, he asked for recommendations on some new reads. Continue reading “The Law of Attraction and Weekend Lessons, Part II”→