Today, I feel inspired. I’ve got that sense that there just couldn’t be enough time to act on all the ideas that are demanding expression. I want people to know who I am and what I have to offer. I don’t have a lot of questions or doubts, and what life is delivering is easy to embrace. Even cheap food tastes good. There is no emotional pain, no “big deal” physical pain, no uncertainty about my choices. This is a good state of affairs.
A week ago, I felt despondent. Someone had lied to me about something important, and I felt betrayed. My fresh ideas didn’t seem to matter because I felt unsafe, unsteady, devalued. My gourmet morning coffee made my stomach burn. I wanted to curl up and be left alone for awhile and felt like I had nothing much to share. My neck and feet ached and my gut churned.
That, too, was a good state of affairs.
How can both states be seen as good? Both are real. Both motivate me to inspect my choices and my reactions to events. Both cause me to feel, reflect, pay attention, and live be honest, in the present. Both states make me curious about what comes next. Both now and then, I was in the moment of experiencing something strongly–and that keeps me interested.
And when I’m interested, I’m good.
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