
for them. I have a few priorities and my loved ones will always be first on that list of things to do.
We have been in a hotel while the painting is being done. It has been fun in a way, but Jon and I have come to see what nesters we are, including our pups, Roxy and Charlie. We all want to be home. We want the comfort of the familiar smells. The four walls that surround us, regardless of color, are the walls that make our home. We all want to be back in that zone, and tomorrow that is what will happen.
For the past week or so, some of our friends have had serious issues to deal with and more. Well, I take those things to heart. I meditate. I send out my energy (you can call that prayer, if you like), I make the effort to be present and in the moment. In other words, I choose to give. I choose to love. I choose to make a difference. All the while choosing to be happy, choosing to be content, choosing not to allow negativity to disrupt my day, choosing to be loved.
That paragraph should have spoken for itself. It all comes down to that very simple thing, choice. Why is that choice something that we find so hard to make? Why is it so much easier to choose to be infected by the negatives that are more than willing to bombard us from all sides every time we turn around? Why do we ignore the light that surrounds us and search for a candle? Why is it hard for so many to simply be happy?
I wish I had universal answers to those questions. I will share with you what I have learned to be true for me. Love is always the answer to anything that doesn't feel right to you. Look for love in any situation. It is in there somewhere. The soul is your core. The body is what drags you from place to place. The mind is what tells you how smart you are while knowing all along that your only real intelligence dwells in your spirit. Stop listening to voices. Start hearing what your spirit knows to be true. Trust. Believe. Love. Give. Care about others while caring about yourself. Forgive yourself before all others. Then open the floodgates that have waited to open for too long.
Peace and Love,
Austin/Bill