Once from a very dark place I began to wonder about what the heck is bliss, anyway? What is my bliss? I felt a little like the character in Shel Silverstein's book "The Missing Piece". I was riding through life looking for my missing piece and missing all the other pieces of my life. I thought about this for a long time... what is my bliss?
One day while driving home from work I heard Mozart's "Eine Kleine Nachtmusik" (allegro). I turned the music up very loud in my car and announced: "I found my bliss!"
There are certain things that when you hear them or do them that you are just thrilled. For me, on that day, I latched on to the excitement of this music and was able to pull myself up. It is this place, the place where you are inexplicably happy, even in a silly way - this is the place that you start from when you focus on keeping that feeling for as very long as possible. This is the space I want to lead my life from - the point of attraction I want to keep - positive, excited, focused.
When I make the mistake of looking at the "what is-ness" of life I try to remember to flip on Mozart (or some other music that excites the bliss in me) and place myself in a better space. Things are sometimes awful - but I really believe we don't have to stay stuck in the awfulness. We can pull ourselves out one less awful thing at a time.
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