The week has not gone as well as week one. I did not come up with 3 good things the last few days and I only did my 20 minute meditation once. And now, I am going to turn that 20 minute meditation into my blog post (the first and only for the week).
I spent 20 minutes looking at my walking stick in the corner of my Sanctuary (I have debated on what to call that little room. Meditation space sounded wrong, because I don't just use it for meditation. I read and sit and relax there too. I went back to Sanctuary). The walking stick is nothing special. It's just a crepe myrtle branch that someone trimmed and threw in the woods behind my house. I tied a amethyst to the top of it. I have only used it once on my walk. But every time I see it I think about life as a journey.
Mine has been interesting, but in some ways weird. I suppose it seems weird because I just kinda went with the flow for a long time and never really considered who I am or what I wanted. I am glad I know now, even if some dreams are impossible at this point. It is a much happier existence to be on the journey you are wanting than one you settle on or are led on.
Participating in the Happiness Project has really been for the most part about looking forward for me, rather than back. I am not sure why, but I have always been plagued by mistakes and missed opportunity and spend a lot of time wishing things were different rather than working on moving forward to the right path.
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