Because Feelings Are Everything

I didn't know it wasn't there--joy, that is--until it came back. There was this confluence of really great things happening in the moment--some of them bigger things, some small things like a little Christmas tree on my kitchen counter. And there was music. When the joy came, I felt it in my solar plexus. It was so strong that I almost couldn't contain it. I felt like I was bursting at the seams, and so of course, I danced around the kitchen (there was music, after all) like a crazy woman. (Not that that's the kind of thing I normally do, but what do you do with all that joy? You dance.)

See, I'd spent the last year or so "creating" my life--doing what I used to call "manifesting"--and things had started to change. Some of the changes were subtle and some more obvious. I felt more satisfied with my life. I was (say it in a proper British voice) "pleased."

And if it never get better than that, I was ok with that. Because I felt happy. 

But I kept asking for "vibrant joy." 

I kept pray rain journaling "vibrant joy." 

And when that feeling of joy came, sure it was associated with things that were being created and becoming real in my life, but more than the things it was all about the feeling.

Feelings are everything.  

Feelings are everything. 

Feelings are everything.  

Of course, I didn't stay at the point of bursting-at-the-seams joy. I went back to basic happiness over the past few days. Sometimes I felt worry or stress. Maybe feeling that kind of euphoria would make my head explode after a while. But now I know what's possible, and I can ask for more. 

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