Writing lifts me up.

Coaching lifts me up.

It’s almost like flipping a switch to open the floodgates of flow.

The flowgates.

It’s simply a matter of fully entering the activity, being totally engaged, and dropping everything else.

I can almost immediately lose the thinking I was doing, the worrying I was lost in, and the turmoil that felt so real and unavoidable.

And I realize that this apparent connection between writing or coaching and feelings of elation and joy, is not really causal.

This automatically means that this wonderful opening up can be explored and entertained and accepted much more.

It means that feeling REALLY good and having this sense of being guided and gifted, is simply waiting for us, always, here.

I guess it’s merely a question of attention.

In writing and coaching, I recognize it as losing the narrow focus on who I seem to be.

The personal stories fall away, almost instantly.

They are actually the culprit, the villain, the hijacker of happiness, always.

They cause havoc, confusion, doubts, and all feelings of lack and incompleteness.

It’s not my intention to judge that, by the way.

I’m just trying to bring you some good news.

It means that a very hard and complicated life that only seems to consist of worry and problems, can feel much lighter without having to change a thing in the outside world.

And lighter means more effective, more clear, more inventive, and creative.

Lighter means the birth of hope and the opening up of fresh ideas, answers, and possibilities.

It’s our window to everything that can’t be contained by the mind.

And that means infinite options.

They’re not out there, but in here.

In you.

So close, so ridiculously close.

It’s the silent humming within.

It’s there before the hopelessness, before the despair, before every bit of longing, before the sorrow.

You are that eternally powerful phenomenon that is unchanging.

Always.

Hummm….

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