So. Here we are. On the cusp of the beginning of the world. And the Age of Happiness.
6:12 am, eastern standard time is the northern hemisphere winter solstice. At exactly the same time in whatever time zone all over the world... it will be solstice at exactly the same time on the entire planet.
Just like every other now and now and now... But, this one is this one. The one we've been waiting for, all together. Here. Now. We are ready. for the beginning of the world.
How can I say we are on the cusp of the Age of Happiness?
Because I believe it.
We have begun to feel the experience of other dimensions where we connect.. I think of you, after 5 years, and you call me. We see it is 11:11. I send you the word walrus...and, by some miracle, you get it. So, there is some peace in that. Happiness even.
And we are beginning to get it about choice. About choosing our thoughts. And feelings. and visions.
I have been saying for a long time now.. that I live in a peaceful world. People of course look at me like I'm crazy. or misinformed. or Pollyanna. or unaware. Am I outraged sometimes? of course. saddened, disappointed, confused sometimes? of course. I mean really of course. I'm the worst.
But, at the end of the day. I am the only one who lives in my world. The only one. We all share the planet. But, I alone live in my world. So. It is completely my choice to make it a peaceful one. I have no conflict with the planet...or anything on it, in it or around it. When I choose it. And when I do, I know it.
Do I feel outrage and incomprehensible sadness for the families in Newtown? Incomprehensible. I am a feeler by nature... so, I have felt it. As much as is possible from here in new york city. I have 3 daughters. And I feel it.
Am I concerned we will make a difference with the collective outrage and information that many of us now have... about gun acquisition in this country? Not really. It will change. it has to. In ways we haven't even conceived yet. Because there is so much power in our thought. and desire and conviction. So much. Once we are aware, we can't be unaware again.
And, not to sound TOO Pollyanna.. but, there is great magic in our ability to be in the place of having a happy thought... no matter what. Eventually. to find that place.
We can. We Will. We Must.
It's like learning to find your keys. They are where you finally find out is the place they will always be, once we decide to find them.
I will sign off on this last day of the world that needs to end.. hallelujah... with just this little thought. As we think about the solstice, we may think naturally about the equator.
The diameter of the earth... at the equator... if we were to fly directly through the middle to the other side...is only 8000 miles. Less than 8000, actually.. 7 thousand, something.
That's like flying from Seattle to New York, back to Seattle and then to Chicago.
That could be done in one day. Many of us have.
So. When we think about how small that really is. How much rich LIFE is here around us. how much mystery and beauty... yes, especially beauty. And how we are all here together, at this same moment, now and now and now. Maybe that can bring some peace to our troubled hearts.
How there is always the otherwhere... where we are greatly loved. whatever that mystery may be.
Maybe world peace isn't that far off. If each of us claims to be the kings and queens of our own peaceful kingdoms one kingdom at a time.
It's like being the queen of heaven.. a little.
They've all said it.
the Sun's path on the Winter Solstice
the shape of a water crystal with a happy thought.
note to self;
we are 98% water.
ask for south american roses.
They open up like this and are amazingly fragrant,
because they are real.
These are from the Bodega on the corner of 1st Ave and E 13th street
$10.00 for two dozen.
that is truly a happy thought.
birthing star or galaxy.
good to know.
All this beauty and wonder is what we have...
we are not
the have nots.
Original watercolor presents for sale!
Sometimes we need to be reminded to not stay within the lines,
Sometimes we just need some pink,
sometimes to give someone, like yourself, for example,
oops.. Church of Happy Thoughts tried to post a , today. to a very fabulous NASA picture of earth...in the night sky... I see the link showed up... but, I don't think it can be opened.. hhhhmmmm. Will see if I can figure it out.. This is just part of the whole earth picture..so, you can imagine how cool it is... the whole world ...floating there in the night sky.
The Church of Happy Thoughts just published a nasa photo of earth just for fun....If you click on the photo again, it gets huge...and, really much more fun. The planet earth. What a happy thought.
The ancient Egyptian myth of Isis, the goddess of love, life, healing and, oddly, the underworld, came to mind a couple weeks ago and I drew this little picture. Turns out, she and her husband/brother Osiris ruled the underworld together, after she magically, of course, healed him...no small thing as their OTHER brother, Set, married to their OTHER sister, Nephthys, not only murdered him, after tricking him into getting into a chest to see if he could fit (first major mistake.. you NEVER get into a chest to see if you can fit.), he (Set) knew that Isis would find him (Osiris) and bring him back to life, SO, he tried to make that really difficult by cutting him up into pieces and casting them all over the earth. But, like I said, Isis managed to gather him together and restore him to life.
I'm not exactly sure how they became king and queen of the underworld.
I don't even remember WHY Set wanted Osiris dead, some kind of sibling rivalry no doubt.
The point is, Isis was a little like Peter at the Gate. A soul arrived with heart in hand, evidently, and the heart was placed on a very sensitive and accurate scale. The scale spanned an abyss in which there lived a heart-eating monster.
On one side of the scale was placed the heart, on the other tray of the balance was a single feather.
Well, you can imagine what happens if the heart is NOT lighter than the feather. Down it goes to the heart-eating monster below. And, I guess it's pretty much over for that soul. Since they are already in the underworld, I'm not sure what happens next.
IF the heart is LIGHTER than the feather, the soul is ushered into paradise.
So, what's my point.
The last few days I've been having a bit of a hard time seeing the things around me and having it matter that much.
I mean, I LIKE them,
Like THIS place I stopped into for THIS amazing breakfast... I mean amazing... for under $10..
there's a happy thought
Steak and egg Pita, from Taboonette, 13th street between 5th and University,
The watercolor blotter paper towel that I taped to the window frame to dry and
right this moment
is something that I like.
So, it is good news to ME that anyone can now leave a comment here and I can comment back and that's something that is really great about blogging! Yesterday I went to the help question forum and learned two things: If you are pretty sure, absolutely sure, that one solution is not the right one for you, find an easier/better one. David, bless his heart, the help guy posted this impossible thing.. because there were a number of us asking the same question. He said.. just go to the template drop down, click on edit html, and where it says THIS.."blah blah blah". and, I am not kidding.. it would have been IMPOSSIBLE for me to do that.. .. one wrong comma or space or it's an exclamation point and not an "i".. and it would be all wrong. He didn't "SAY" just paste this in.. at least I didn't think that was what he was saying. Anyway, I am not kidding. "just change your html." "WHAT!" it's like saying just do a little brain surgery.. So, I go to the just change your html place..thinking..how hard can this be really? Immediately there is the bold warning in a little box: "to edit your html may unpredictably affect the way some features work and is only recommended for advanced users."
It felt like a disclaimer for a drug that I would never take: "may cause blindness, sterility, and/or suicide."
So, I was about to think I've got to find another blog spot, this is clearly not where I belong.. THEN, I read a comment posted in the "forum" that if you reduce the number of blogs to the main page, you can activate the comment form on the regular "settings" options. SO. YAY. I tried that. And. lo and behold...
below the post, scroll down a bit...and, there it is: It may say "no comments", it may say some comments, but, just click anything that says "comments".
Thank you D. and L. for making sure I tried again and again to figure this out. And, D, bless you, for asking me, again and again, "did you hit SAVE?" She gives me grace that I'm sagittarius and that last little detail step is usually the one I miss..
So, now you can
if you want to, which would be great.
Just as simple as if you
like this great text I got from a friend recently:
"unexpected farmer's market happy thought"
Don't we all really know that Awareness is nine tenths of the law or something like that?
At this moment, as inconceivable as it may seem, there is something in our experience that can all of a sudden become so obvious. How did we miss it before?
Is it earth shattering? not really.
Does it save the world? possibly.
But, the important thing, is that it opens the window to possibilities we may not have been available for, because we are someplace we don't belong.
The past... why did THIS happen?
the future... what if this DOESNT happen?
We belong here. Now.
There is something
Somewhere right now in our experience, a sight, a feeling, a belief, an idea, that allows us to step into this moment and the possibility of happiness and peace.
Happy and Grateful for Things, Yes...But how about Happy and Grateful for Ideas...
Take Beauty, for example
Sun's Path at Winter Solstice
in the wndow of a frame shop on 6th Avenue at 11th street
The Crystal Ball on the Windowsill with the sun this morning,
Now there's a beautiful idea:
all the spectacular magic growing in the dark somewhere in the planet..
the unseen beauty that is ours right this moment,
That's something to be happy about.
While we are at it:
beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
And, of course,
from Emoto's Messages from Water,
what gratitude looks like.
again, I say, Beautiful.
I have often thought that beauty is actually a dimension.. if a dimension is a place.. An unexplainable place where we unexplainably meet.. If we are in a concert, hearing Pachelbel's Canon in D, one of my all time favorites, and we are all at the same time loving it, feeling it, transported by it... At that moment it seems to me we are not only in the concert hall together, we are in some other unexplainable place as well. Back in about 1997 I tried to read the book Hyperspace, An Odyssey
Through Parallel Universes, Time Warps and the 10th Dimension, by Michio Kaku.
Actually, I learned alot about the first, second and third dimension.. How as "flatlanders", like gingerbread men (and women) (!) on a table surrounded by a short, stone wall. We could slide around on the table, one dimensionally.. side to side, north south east and west.. but, up and down where not an option yet. Until it occurred to someone to sit up, then stand up and step over the wall, the universe was limited to sliding around on the table like checkers .Bumping into the stone walls. So. a consciousness shift. Standing up made the idea that we could explore side to side AND up.
Imagine everyone's surprise to first grasp the idea that the world was round, not flat. Up AND DOWN? Although, I have to guess that it was an idea whose time had come. The man who is credited with inventing television said he didn't invent television; television was an idea whose time had come. So, when I got to the chapter on the 4th dimension.. I could feel it.. it was something like outside in at the same time as inside out... . I THINK that's what was being presented..but, I didn't really finish that chapter. And I certainly could not even imagine 6 more.
I prefer to think about stepping into the ideas of beauty and telepathy as dimensions whose time has come.. It happened to me just tonight. I thought of someone today that I haven't seen, or, actually, thought about in a couple years. Out of the blue, he texted me a happy thanksgiving thought. This is happening more and more to everyone. I have been known to send a word to someone telepathically..and then wait for them to say it. I send weird words, like walrus, and, it works.
Ok. what does this have to do with the diea of beauty? absolutely nothing.
But, it has to do with being thankful for IDEAS... that we HAVE right this moment. We don't have to wait or save up to have them. Any idea. Freedom. The fragrance of a rose, the first day of summer vacation in 3rd grade, a mustard seed.
And there is the idea of thinking a thought. the choices. The unexplainable connection, The 100th montkey rule.. I love the idea that right this moment thousands of others may be thinking the exact same thought, or humming the exact same song, or marveling at something beautiful.
Ok. Now I've rambled on about things everybody knows..but, that's a lovely thought., and nice to remember sometimes.
You might recognize this as a drawing of a flower. It might not make you necessarily all that happy.. as it's well, pretty mediocre. However, the important thing about this drawing is that I was thinking about how many things we can find around us, dirctly and immediately in our experience in this moment, breathing in and out, and noticing something we like...anything.. just to get to the place where a happy thought is possible. (unless, or course, you are flooded with happy thoughts.. But, there are those who have somehow measured how many thoughts we actually have in a day.. and, they say most of them are not so happy). I'm not talking about petty little happy thoughts.. I'm talking about a life altering feeling/belief/knowing/peace/that/in/fact/we/are/going/to/be/ok/place. Better than that. ..we ARE ok. better than that. We are happy. Because in this moment.. we CHOOSE to be it...no matter what. Even if you think it is the very absolutely LAST thing you can be
at this moment.
So. What if you can't see ANYTHING you like around you. You hate it all. that happens. And you don't care about the sky or the trees or birds chirping or the smell of coffee or Styx "come sail away" blaring from somewhere.. or how the wind feels on your face. especially how the wind feels on your face. Nothing.
Well, then, it might help to look for the unseen.
Like the little seeds and the roots under the ground in the above drawing of a flower. Flowers are Great. no kidding. 5 roses in my kitchen have been known to save my life. More than once. But. there is something even more beautiful in knowing they are doing what they do no matter what. That somehow they KNOW what to do, is a whole other amazing thing. The life that is exploding everywhere around us at every single second of every single moment. Breathing in, 1,2,3 and out, 4,5,6,7... maybe we can hear it. like the instrumental in the middle of "come sail away"... it feels to me, sounds to me, like so much life.
The point is
the next time someone tells you about the elusive nature of happiness,
what all the studies have shown,
how hard it is to find it,
and that the odds are most your thoughts during the day are going to be unhappy,
there is always the unseen,
your heart is beating,
a completely unverifiable statement coming to me by a very very wise source
that I choose to believe
it makes me happy.
So, what is the guarantee that ANY of this is going to make you happy? Absolutely none.
What I think it does is let us know we always have a choice about what we think. Always. And if we think things, deliberately, that plant us in the moment, we are not in the past, causes suffering, or the future, also causes suffering. Even if we are suffering in this moment, then we can give ourselves a break... to find a moment of peace, even as impossible as that may seem. I know there have been times when I've had to say..."Right now. Happy thought. right this moment, Julie, Have one. get one." And I have fought with myself that I was asking the impossible. How dare I ask myself to do such a shallow thing at a time like this. But, once I knew, one time, that this moment was in fact a better place than the _____________fill in the blank of the past, or the _______________fill in the blank of the future...I started to trust it. the moment that is. Being there, here. now. As many times today as I possibly can. breathe and notice. or imagine. right now.
Seems to me at the very least, we can begin to beat the odds.
Which reminds me of something I saw last week at a new york intersection: east 14th and 2nd Avenue. A wildly busy intersection. I mean wildly busy. I'm waiting on the NW corner, looking up 2nd avenue. This guy in a wheelchair, maybe in his fifties (?), smoking, is coming down the outside lane (one way street, lane closest to the other side of second ave), wheeling his chair at breakneck speed. I mean as fast as his arms could POSSIBLY make that chair fly. He manages to race through a completely empty intersection, across 14th street, impossible, actually, and the moment he got across 14th street, he threw his fists in the air. and coasted for a while. The thrill of victory. It was amazing. I told my daughter about it a few minutes later... She said, "that's what I like about New York... someone is always trying to beat the odds."
The difference between a happy thought and a visualization, and other thoughts on happy thinking, while the lights were out in the east village.
A happy thought is imagining the life you already have. The seen and the unseen. And liking it.
Most people, when they talk about a happy thought, do talk about something actually in their experience...now. Even if it's a poem that was written 300 years ago, it is speaking to them right now. Or if it's a sunrise or a story or song or memory, it seems to be something that now has become their own. For whatever reason and in whatever way.
And when I start to breathe intentionally, 1,2,3 in, 4,5,6,7 out... and pay attention to what is around me..what I hear, smell, feel, see, touch...or the thought of baby Alice's toes in the river...even though she isn't right here, in this zip code.. she is something that I have, and that I feel, and reminds me how grateful I am, even though there are many many things I don't seem yet to have.
So, while I sat in the dark and took no time at all to realize how much I liked these three little candles on the table, I breathe in and out and hear the laughter on the dark street, because it's Halloween.. and while it seems like things aren't quite right with the world, Sandy brought with her so much sorrow and confusion, somehow if we can trust that even in the worst of times, we can find our way to one something that we have. and love... we can be grateful and begin to heal.
A "visualization" for the happy purpose of bringing something into your experience (form follows thought) that you don't exactly have at this moment, is most likely always a happy thought, but, not all happy thoughts are "visualizations".
For one thing.. while it is so much fun to visualize the people, places and things we are bringing into our experience... When we are finished happily visualizing, and we come back to this moment, we don't exactly HAVE those things right now. We know they are coming. We believe it, trust it, and know it.. But, nonetheless, they are on the way.
At that moment, it might be a good idea to have a happy thought, about what we have in our experience this moment.. the seen and unseen. our heart is beating, the trees are growing, the sky is somehow there and blue, the moon is full.. that reminds us that at this moment, this very moment, as infinite as it is, and yet as present as it is, we have everything we need. Breathe in. Breathe out.
So. This morning, it was raining, and I was thinking about how wet I'm going to get by the time I walk 5 avenues and 3 blocks. It might have been nice to remember an umbrella. I'm on 13th street, between 5th and University when I start to breathe. In 1,2,3, out, 4,5,6,7 and I look across the street to this great little ivy covered building. I've probably walked by it dozens of times, not noticing how much I like it. It's the Croque Monsieur, one of a million little restaurants in New York, inviting and simple, a chalkboard on the sidewalk with a few ideas for breakfast. Belgian waffles. That's a happy thought. However, I'm on my way to the 14th Street Bagel Cafe, open 24 hours, (in case it's 2:00 a.m. and you're in new york, and feel like a bagel.) One thing I've learned since I've started writing this blog is that I eat a lot of bagels. Good thing I ususally walk there.
Actually. To tell you the truth. The rest of the day wasn't all that happy. Unril much later, almost midnight, when I realized that all was well.
Since it may be true that
form follows thought,
I'll just leave it at that. But, I did, several times today, start to breathe in, 1,2,3 and out, 4,5,6,7
breathe in and out again,
And remember that right this moment,
I have everything I need.
The top picture reminds me that everything is swirling, true, but in its own beautiful and perfect way.
And the Croque Monsieur reminds me that there are Belgian waffles across the street,
in a sweet, old building,
somewhere in the middle of the block.
A simple possibility.
I'm not saying that there are not those days that a thought of a Belgian waffle, in a quaint restaurant, can POSSIBLY touch the pain that we feel.
But the above photo doesn't seem like a possibility either, and it is.
So, maybe the possibility there is something you like, in your experience, right this moment, no matter how impossible it seems, might just help.
(First, if you read October 17th Church of Happy Thoughts and you went to the link for the video and it just looked like an article about eastern bluebirds... that's because it IS an article about eastern bluebirds..BUT, when you scroll down a ways you get to this fabulous video of bluebirds hatching.)
The Moment. Getting into the moment is key to happy thinking. There are numerous happy thoughts ALL DAY long that just drop in... things you see, things you think about or remember, hear, etc. But, recently I read that 80% of our thoughts are not that happy. For the benefit of our well being and that of all life, it is good to find the way to the place and possibility of happy thoughts. Now and now and now.
There may be some confusion about time, as it has been measured and manufactured to serve our need for order, and our interest in "living in the moment". There are volumes written on the beginnings of recorded time.. from the simple sundials to the conception of the nanosecond... one billionth of a second.
A minute, we all know, is 60 seconds. That unit of time that can be measured any number of ways, like saying "one one thousand", that supposedly takes a second to say. Say it 60 times and you've got yourself a minute. Or, look at a clock. Same thing.
How LONG is a moment? Well, that's a good question. And the pure beauty of it. It is right now, and it is infinite.
A minute, a second, a nanosecond, basically, all have a beginning and an end. That's the idea of the efficiency of time that the world agrees to. So, for our purposes here, it is finite. Everybody agrees, the airline, the pilots, the passengers that a flight is to leave at 8:10. If you get there at 8:15... you missed it. Those are the rules.
So, you may ask, what's my point?
How can I be happier in this moment than I can in this minute?
Well, when you decide to "get into the moment", you can get into a place that is essentially "out of time"...but, at the same time, completely aligned with time. Right now. and Right Now just keeps happening over and over and over...and it doesn't matter how many seconds or minutes you are in the moment. It can be all day, or just long enough to breathe in and out, 1,2,3...4,5,6,7. (You wouldn't want to try to meet a friend for lunch by saying "let's meet in the moment." You could, of course, meet in the moment AFTER you've decided to meet at noon.)
So, you may ask, why do it? Get into the moment?
When you deliberately decide to pay attention to your breathing and instantly notice the sights and smells and sounds around you. When you find something in your experience, that you already have, that you already like, in your immediate surroundings, or the sun, moon and stars, or thinking about at this moment what your child might be doing in kindergarten or how that mountain goat on a sheer cliff manages to make its way, you can find yourself out of time, in a space of infinite possibilities. And when you you are there, here, now, you are lifted for the moment out of the past and the future and into the freedom of right this moment, having everything you need, for as long as you want.
An amazing thing can happen. You may find happy thoughts dropping in one after the other. You may find yourself thinking thoughts you never knew you had, philosophical thoughts about why actually IS the sky blue? And, even better, someone, somewhere may be having the exact same thought in this moment. We may learn that there is tremendous life altering power and magic in people all over the globe deliberately having the same happy thought at the same time.
Couldn't hurt. Might just help.
If we change the way we think, we can change the way things are.
What a happy thought.
Oh, I almost forgot... the Angel Bagel, was something I might have missed, painted on an outside brick wall at Tompkins Square Bagels, (Ave A, between 10th and 11th) if I hadn't decided to be happy this morning. Fabulous.
This morning, I was standing at the corner of 2nd Avenue and East 10th Street, nyc. Again, the sky is a stunning blue.
I notice this steeple against the sky, right across the street. The weathervane on the top is pointing directly west, right down 10th street, and I wonder if it's actually working. Probably not. But, nonetheless, it is a beautiful piece of art... simple and beautiful. Form and function.
There are two clocks, also simply beautiful... I suspect there are two more as well. But, the clock facing me said 6:22. Something about that struck me so funny. It was probably 9:10, but at that church it is alwasy 6:22. Then, as I turned down 10th heading east, I could see the other clock more clearly. It said 6:11. I again thought it was funny that at least they had stopped within the same hour.
The next thing that was interesting about these two clocks, to me, was that 11 and 22 are master numbers. While it would be fun to explore that, here, it could take a day or two, so maybe another time.
The rest of the way home, I was thinking about time. How I'd thought it was the "wrong" time, because anybody walking by would certainly KNOW it's about 9:10 am, here in New York.
A number of thoughts dropped in my mine about timekeeping. Pocket watches, bell towers, on and on.. What time it might be in Japan right now.. When did it turn Thursday there.. and isn't that wild to think about leaving somewhere in the evening of one day and arrive there on the evening of the same day...after traveling 12 hours..or however that works.
But, then I said, to myself, wait a minute Julie, you know this... even though it may be 12 hours later or earlier according to the efficient time zones we have devised to keep us "on time"... and organized, and also somehow separated from each other..
It is still just THIS MOMENT EVERYWHERE. Right this moment, whether in Japan, Iceland or New York, even though it's morning, noon or night,
It is still THIS MOMENT.
This moment. not this "minute"...that's something else...that's the thing that determines whether you are going to miss your flight..
This moment is the place where we all live together.
Funny. When I think about that... I feel a certain kind of peace.