It really hasn’t been the easiest start to the year. With all the “2012” hype, talk of positive energy shifts, releasing of the old and a new fresh way of being circulating around the consciousness-vine, my felt-experience has actually been closer to that of a bedraggled river rat clinging to a twig as the rapids swirl chaotically around me.
So it was brilliant timing that Liv Lane’s Little Bliss List happened across my path. Is there any better way to centre, re-open your heart and remember how perfect each moment in this life is, than remembering to be grateful?
So these are the things that have made me so happy this week:
1. Skinks. Each morning as I walk down the stairs from my apartment, they dart across my path. My grandmother hated them. She was a country girl and was terrified of them scurrying inside the house. When we were kids and visited grandma and grandpa every weekend, I used to sit on their wooden verandah and watch them duck and dive down the crevices of the the brick steps (the skinks, not grandma and grandpa). Mum grew up hating them too. I love them. They remind me of grandma and her wooden verandah in the late afternoon sun. Sorry grandma one of my happiest memories was one of your worst!
2. Sydney Small Bars and my girlfriends who frequent them with me. No, I’m not an alcoholic. But after two years of intense study and an exceptionally restricted social life (do toilet breaks count as a social life??), I’ve just discovered Small Bars. These dens of heaven, hosting a max of about 20 people, supply sumptuous French and Italian wines by the glass to slowly sip on, whilst eating divinely prepared morsels of kingfish sashimi or perfectly baked bites of roast potato in rosemary and sea salt or .. oh you get the drift. I like beautiful things (like yummy wine). And I like spiritual things. And as I’ve sat at 2 different small bars, with 2 different girlfriends, over 2 incredible and divinely inspired conversations, over 2 incredible and divinely inspired glasses of pino gris, I’ve realised how spirituality can come in all shapes and sizes. Some like crushed purple velvet, some like crystals, I like moments of authentic bliss with the best friends in the world in rustic, back-alley wine bars.
3. Training. It’s only a recent discovery, but it turns out I enjoy the monotony of the elliptical trainer. I’ve just started running for about an hour most days. And because I live in my head, it is a new and precious form of physical meditation for me. This is the view from my gym. How could you not become addicted to this?
4. A text message. It was from a new friend. I’d sent a message asking if he’d like to go for a drink next week (OK, no really, I’m *not* an alcoholic!!) and his reply simply said, “ok, yes, please!!!xx”. How lovely to openly express excitement. It made me smile a big smile.
So over this past week, what have been your unbridled moments of joy? Would love to hear them x