Happiness is Nothing but Total Relaxation

These words were written on my tea bag this morning and really caught my attention. I have been noticing lately how I feel the minute I wake up in the morning before I dial in to this time/space reality. I remember many mornings waking up with a general excitement; about nothing in particular but just an excitement towards life. Today I woke up with that familiar sense of subtle anxiety. I could describe it as a thin film of discontent or worry about nothing in particular: free-floating anxiety lite. Where does that come from? Why do I have it on some mornings and not on others?
"Happiness is total relaxation" implies that all is well within our world. So how do we get to that state as quickly as possible? As I drink my tea steeping in this wisdom, I remember.
It is through gratitude. I cannot be grateful without at least some things being well. So I am going to do what I have done so many times before and that is to make a list of 100 things I am grateful for. I know through experience that it is impossible to get to the bottom of the list without the fog of discontent lifting. Here I go...

I gotta get my "me" on

I said that out loud to myself in the car yesterday. I was feeling that I wasn't spending enough time with myself; time to laugh at myself, be entertained by myself, hear my heart's desires, hear silence, be a friend to me. Then this morning, someone sent me this........

I Can Always Enter My Vibrational Vortex of Creation... The key to getting inside your Vibrational Vortex of Creation; of experiencing the absolute absence of resistance; of achieving complete alignment with all that you have become and all that you desire, and of bringing to your physical experience everything that you desire - is being in the state of appreciation - and there is no more important object of attention to which you must flow your appreciation than that of self.

--- Abraham

Excerpted from Abraham's newest book, The Vortex, Where the Law of Attraction Assembles All Cooperative Relationships

Virgins

My daughter had a friend spend the night last night and they camped out in the studio outside.  Nestled in the woods in their sacred cabin I found them, still sleeping at high noon, even with sunlight beaming down on their faces:  two 14 year old sleeping virgins (I think).  Precious, radiant, special, delicate and innocent to their nature. Their heads are probably filled with insecurities and typical angst. But I was able to see them in their rare and temporary state. We are all virgins to seeing ourselves for who we really are. Do we surround ourselves with mirrors who reflect our lower selves?  Who in your life reflects to you that which is beautiful, sublime, rare? How do we love ourselves from that high place?