Hi,
This is the first blog I've ever written. I'm nervous. It's silly being nervous sitting in my own house typing on a keyboard. I'm 51 years old and really not too familiar with blogging. They say that blogging should be like a diary, so I decided that I would write about practicing the secret of love.
All my adult life (since I was 28), I've been reading self help/spiritual books. I knew about the "Law of Attraction" before it became trend. I've read Wayne Dyer, Deepok Chopra, Elkhart Tolle and Marianne Williamson (Marianne was actually the minister of my church) just to name a few. When I started on my spiritual journey, I lapped up everything I could read. I went to church twice a week. Took spiritual classes I journalled. I cut pictures out of magazines to create an image board. I set goals. I prayed. I meditated. I tithed.
So why does the underlying unhappiness and feeling of inadequacy still haunt me? I've peeled back every layer of the onion looking for the key to happiness. I've just recently come to understand that one can know all the spiritual truths and one will still be unhappy unless one practices love. John Lennon said it so perfectly - All You Need Is Love. Seriously, love is all you need.
After soul searching for 23 years, I think that I've come upon the secret to happiness. It is love. Unfortunately, I haven't been consciously practicing this very basic spiritual truth. Sure, I love my children and husband and friends (the easy stuff), but I behave as a self-centered creature that is "too busy" to be able to love. Although my intentions are somewhat good, I'm short and abrupt with many who cross my path. The ugly truth is is that I'm a toned down female version of the guy from Hell's Kitchen. There is no peace in that.
The madness has to stop! So starting today, I'll consciously soften my heart towards my fellow human beings. I will bite my tongue. I will look deep into the eyes of everybody that I come across and realize that there is a whole world in there. And I want to add something to that world, not take away from it. I've been blessed to realize that the reason for my anxiety is the lack of love. My lack of Love.
Everyday I'll post a blog about my experiences practicing love.
Thank you, Miss Liss
