Imagination

Never more than today have I ever wished so fervently to immerse myself in a good book, delicious in detail and imagery. So well-pictured that I can feel the air, hear the leaves in the trees, smell the dust or rain or snow. This wistfulness that I’m feeling like an ache is to escape into the deliciously flavored setting, the dwellings, the lives and sensations of new characters, new friends, new me. To enter into a lushly drawn otherness and, entering, emerge newly born, freshly hewn, possessed of fine character and infinite possibility.

Such is the world in which I want to lose myself—and, if I have not yet found the vehicle written into which I can escape, I wish to be able to create such a universe myself. What does it matter whether I dive into someone else’s delicious creation or create my own lusciousness, enfolding myself ever more deeply and satisfyingly as I go?

feeling good

My Abraham quote for today reminds me that what I'm thinking and therefore feeling is always a match to what I get.

If I'm experiencing some thing(s) that I'd prefer not to experience, it is the result, whether delayed or fairly immediate, of what I've been in the habit of thinking, which directly informs how I feel.

So the onus is on me to think differently, to think about something different, and to think in a different way. If I want to get something different (i.e., more to my liking and wanting), I must some way, somehow, stimulate different feelings in me, feelings that are more of a match to what I want. I must, in every moment, and from moment to moment, find something to genuinely feel good about.

Hmmm.

It's sort of an expansion of the idea (and of my sporadic intention) of looking for whatever good there is in the presence of each situation or condition, and of focusing on that element or feature that makes me feel good, for which I feel thanks, and for which I am in joy.

And the better I feel--the more thankful I feel, the more I am in joy--and the more consistently I am able to maintain that better feeling, the better my getting gets!