A Cup of Vengefulness

Yesterday, I swung back and forth between vengefullness and neutrality. The canvass upon which I painted my moods was vengefullness for Easter Sunday, and the entire responsibility for the dinner preparation and the subsequent clean up fell on my shoulders. The seasoning was a series of jabbing criticisms illiciting the impulse to yelling “do it yourself then.”

The Cup of Imagination

There was so much momentum on those feelings that my only way to find ease was to think about something entirely different and engage in completeing tasks that were miles away from yesterday. I did swap my winter clothing for my summer clothing, and that was effortless. It is clear that I am repeating patterns from fifty years. The only way to align with my life of happiness, well-being, and crazy abundance is focusing the power of my imagination on what I want and disregard “the what is.”

For today, I want to feeling satisfaction, happiness, and appreciation. I desire a day where the people in my life are experiencing happiness and satisfaction. For me, satisfaction will be a thousand words in my book. a new post for the Front Door, belief in the abundance that will be flowing to me this month, and development of a richly satisfying career.