“Beauvoir lent Maheu a recent English novel she had enjoyed, The Green Hat, by Michael Arlen. She admired its independent heroine, Iris Storm. Maheu did not. ‘I have no liking for women of easy virtue,’ he told her. ‘Much as I like a woman to please me, I find it impossible to respect any woman I’ve had.’ Beauvoir was indignant. ‘One does not HAVE an Iris Storm!”
Oh how I enjoy radiant and robust tete-a-tete between two people! It’s all an illusion you know – even the good stuff. When I got that, a hard place to get to by the way, I felt a brief moment of peace.
When I experience flow, when I am in it without observing or over thinking – eternity is at hand. I am awake. It is only as I move to another moment which interrupts that little hop in my step and makes me look behind, I SEE I was happy and myself again back there, in that place with those people in that circumstance. God that felt good!
Increasing these moments, my awareness of them and their duration really should be a priority. But alas, I have no real control. But I can recognize that they do happen now and again and live in their mist and love that they exist. I can allow joy and peace and love into my life. I can set the mark by my intentions. How they manifest is not my concern.
To joy and my journey forward – effortlessly allowing what is. Like ice cream, moments melt away too quickly. But the ice cream man will ring his bell again and all us kids will come running to greet his truck, money in hand ready again to purchase… Pure Happiness.
“Don’t think of yourself as an intestinal tract and a tangle of nerves in the skull, that will not work unless you drink coffee. Think of yourself as incandescent power, illuminated perhaps and forever talked to by God and his messengers… Think if Tiffany’s made a mosquito, how wonderful we would think it was!”
~ Brenda Ueland
Why not choose happiness?
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