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What makes You Happy? Happy is … what Happy does When was the last time you had a deep belly laugh? What are some activities that you really enjoy? How well do you know yourself? Happiness has no requirements of its own. If you are to put requirements on your happiness, you are limiting your happiness. I will be happy when … I get a job, get married (again), lose some weight, pay off my loan. Happiness doesn’t need any of that. None. Zippo. Nada. You are an eternal Soul having a human experience. Your ego can’t break that. No matter what. You are safe. The Truth of you is untouchable by human intentions. We all have an inner child. We all have a desire to have some fun. OK, perhaps we buried that desire to have some fun. Perhaps a metaphorical storm came through our life a while back,…

What would make You feel “Better”? Is there a feeling you are looking for? There is a bit of a back and forth. Once we get (more) focused on what we want. As part of the “awakening” process, you start paying more attention to your thoughts and feelings. You start to discern what you prefer, and what you don’t prefer. You start to “mind.” You start to pay attention to how you feel, doing those things that, perhaps, you have always done. To discover our subconscious habits that we have instilled in ourselves, we need to stretch ourselves. If we always avoid bad feelings, we are actually accumulating the karmic energy behind them. If we don’t ever get to the point of actually feeling them, they are taking more of a proverbial hold on us. It isn’t like we have to feel our bad feeling all the time, like it…

The triggered Ego Here one moment … gone the next Have you ever had a deep friendship just vanish? Yikes! I worked with a very dear friend for a decade. He felt like a brother to me. We were very dear friends. We both worked in a TV station accomplishing big projects and having the times of our lives. And his wife was throwing him a surprise birthday party. Cool! I’m there! … or so I thought. I asked her where it was, and she said … YOU are not invited? What? Why! She hardly even knew me. We had met briefly perhaps several years prior. Why is this happening? I actually got angry. Why the hell can’t I come to his surprise party? I KNOW he would love to have me there… Didn’t matter. No. Well … it went downhill from there. Now he is “not allowed” to talk…