My moments

I feel happiest in my skin when:

 I achieve my personal goals and pull off those tasks that people say "You can never do it."

 I savor that black-forest cake or dessert without any guilt or embarrassment by dining out alone.

 I see my son waiting for me gaily until I finish off the chores and feel his tiny arms cuddling me while I sleep next to him, narrating bed-time stories.

 I am true to myself, love, and accept the true 'me' even with my flaws.

 I give a hundred percent of myself to anything I do.

 My eyes have glistened with tears, and I find myself suppressing the laugh due to nostalgic recalling of school/college days with friends at midnight in a Whatsapp group chat.

 My best-friend listens patiently to all my complaints and grumbles and still promises to be my side with her demeanor.

 My frequency/vibration of thoughts matches with anyone, and we share a heart to heart conversation.

 I bounce back again after gathering my shattered pieces of myself.

 Life becomes a little easy for me when I have minimum daily chores and more time for solitude.

 I manage to wake up early in the morning and behold the beauty of the sun-rise, gazing it and feeling its gentle warmth empowering me to face the day ahead.

 The evening strolls with my toddler, who abruptly leaves my hand's grasp and began to run and make the child in me come alive.

 I watch the tweeting of birds, the sight of peacocks and flock of birds in a beautiful pattern, against the backdrop of glorious drowning of the sun while I awe at its routine, standing at my terrace.

 I feast my eyes on the mysterious white orb, stars, and get lost in their world.

 I cook anything special for my family whole-heartedly.

 The cool breeze caresses my face while I feel liberated without having to play any of my roles and be the real I living the present moment.

 I let go of all the hurts and forgive people even without any closure.

I make peace with myself and feel contented.

 I am at the beach, feeling the waves between the feet and let myself enjoy the illusion of being carried into the sea with the waves.

 I feel connected to and guided by the divine higher self.

           I might not feel happiest in my skin 24*7, 365 days due to societal conditioning and my own beliefs like "I should to this or I have to do that..." But I strive to relish each experience of this beautiful life and spread happiness in whatever way possible.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

'I'#''GO


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