Newest Kid on the Block Makes Choice of Happiness
by Steve Beckow
Posted on January 18, 2024
When I look at all the different colors of the bottles that I paint (as a relaxing hobby), I feel greatly elevated, inspired, captivated somehow. I go up, as I said earlier, through love to bliss. The colors remind me of something.
But I don’t allow myself to stay there. As I said in an earlier article, I see love as over there and me as over here. I “take time out” from “real life” to love. (1)
Same with bliss. I don’t want to be accused of blissing out. I’m grounded. I have my feet on Mother Earth. I’m knowledgeable, reliable, etc., etc.
Again, this is also part of a much larger picture, tied up with maleness. Males don’t bliss out. Males stand on guard, protect, look out for the herd.
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The next thing I feel is that I’m cut off from my higher feelings like bliss, ecstasy, peace, and the other divine qualities – cut off, that is, from really entering into them instead of taking a mere sip as I pass by.
My breath is constrained for some reason. There’s some holding. Let me look at it.
I sit with my awareness on that muscular tension. I see its connection to my vasana or core issue of disappointment in my family. I resolved to never be happy because I’m just going to be disappointed. Every trip is ruined. Every movie, dinner out.
Once the truth is seen, the tension lifts.
I check back with my breath. I breathe up love, listening to a Youtube of “Aum,” and find what was previously a “stop” or limit is now gone. I consider that more relaxation.
And with more relaxation, I sink deeper into meditation.
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I posted an article today called “Happiness is a Choice.” (2)
To a troll under the bridge, such a statement would be sacrilege.
Bah, humbug!
But having come out from under the bridge some years ago now, I’ve recently settled down in positive territory. Hi, there! How are you? Yes, I’m new here.
Now happiness as a choice makes perfect sense to me. I flirted with choosing happiness today. On another occasion I made a stumbling attempt to be happy with a passerby. Thank heavens for the anonymity of modern urban society.
I’m the newest kid on the block in this whole area but more than eager to learn. Hello, sir. Enjoying the snow?
Mind the road repair!
Footnotes
(1) “My Life Over Here and Love Over There,” Jan. 3, 2023, at https://goldenageofgaia.com/2024/01/03/350834/.
(2) Sarah Perron, “Happiness is a Choice,”
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