January 16th, 2014

moon path

cut loose

Last night, a fuzzy pink bear appeared to me, giving me the secret of happiness, which led to a moment of ecstatic union with myself and the universe and a deep emotional understanding of the false separation between the two and a deep, profound contentment about the universe, change, and everything in between. This caused me to burst out laughing and promptly forget the secret of happiness. OH IRONY.

But, actually, I think the secret is still a spark inside me that I can still touch, and it's that feeling of deepest contentment completely unattached to any particular thing or no-thing. Baby's first buddha moment.