Rona Musings Peace


“There comes a time in your life when you have to choose to turn the page, write another book or simply close it.”
― Shannon L. Alder

Four nights

Not enough to be a trend

and certainly not bragging lest the cycle be broken and insomnia rears it’s ugly head

again,

but I have slept the sleep of the dead FOUR nights in a row and I feel fabulous!

Perhaps it’s the fact that the stone-setting date is set and I no longer am worrying about honoring my Love’s wishes,

perhaps the haircut and ensuing endorphin rush fuck everything and everyone attitude,

“Even if things don’t unfold the way you expected, don’t be disheartened or give up. One who continues to advance will win in the end.”
― Daisaku Ikeda

perhaps the perfect margarita two nights in a row accompanied by good music and conversations,

perhaps just finally becoming myself again,

“To look life in the face, always, to look life in the face, and to know it for what it is…at last, to love it for what it is, and then, to put it away…”
― Virginia Woolf

perhaps wrapping up getting stuff cleaned out of my Aunt’s house,

perhaps seeing friends yesterday,

perhaps it’s the meditation,

“If you want to conquer the anxiety of life, live in the moment, live in the breath.”
― Amit Ray, Om Chanting and Meditation

perhaps it’s not watching the news or the numbers, or deciding fuck it all I am just going to live my best life,

“Books are finite, sexual encounters are finite, but the desire to read and to fuck is infinite; it surpasses our own deaths, our fears, our hopes for peace.”
― Roberto Bolano

perhaps my overuse of the word fuck,

perhaps just not worrying about the future and deciding que será, será in all areas of my life (that’s a biggie)

“When God takes out the trash, don’t go digging back through it. Trust Him.”
― Amaka Imani Nkosazana, Heart Crush

But I am calm, yet energized.

My brain seems pretty quiet, if that is possible…

“To understand the immeasurable, the mind must be extraordinarily quiet, still.”
― Jiddu Krishnamurti

This sense of peace is really quite foreign

“You have peace,” the old woman said, “when you make it with yourself.”
― Mitch Albom, The Five People You Meet in Heaven

…and I could get used to it!

“The more you talk about it, rehash it, rethink it, cross analyze it, debate it, respond to it, get paranoid about it, compete with it, complain about it, immortalize it, cry over it, kick it, defame it, stalk it, gossip about it, pray over it, put it down or dissect its motives it continues to rot in your brain. It is dead. It is over. It is gone. It is done. It is time to bury it because it is smelling up your life and no one wants to be near your rotted corpse of memories and decaying attitude. Be the funeral director of your life and bury that thing!”

― Shannon L. Alder

XO Lisa

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