Funnier: The closer we get, the closer we get

Saw someone today who asked me if I was happy & was I OK.

I believe this is because a)I was thinking about changing the transmission fluid in the car and that drives me into what most people would describe as a thoughtful, meditative-looking state, or b) I sometimes have BRF, or c) they wanted a donation.

Or all three.

But the truth is (90W transmission fluid aside), I generally like to think I’m pretty content with things around me (if that’s happy), accepting of things I can’t really change (which probably is forbearance more than being happy), or operate from a place of patience & waiting, until I can sort out a problem (which, some days, is mostly for the purpose of avoiding embarrassment).

Or all three.

Deep down, I know that happiness isn’t about things at all. It’s about finding ways to share. Or ways to heal. Or ways to give, forgive, and love.

Or all three.

And yes, that’s the kind of thing I think about, because I believe, deeply, that happiness is already there. Just gotta quit getting in the way of it.

Each day, a little closer, even if it seems it’s still a bit out of reach. Keep smiling, and (you know it) it’ll underline the way you share & heal. You watch.

Glad you’re there on  this path with me. Makes it more fun.

Love you,

Brother Ian