hard luck

sometimes i just feel like i am served up a solid bout of hard luck. and although i have so, so much to be grateful for (even or especially the hard stuff) and truly strive to see the good in everything (because it’s there!), there are periods of times where the tough really piles up and it just feels crappy.

january was not my best month. in the midst of emotional dullness and sharpness, my brand new iphone screen shattered, i developed an ulcer on my eyeball (yes, that’s a thing, and the antibiotics are very expensive!), work became incredibly overwhelming, i learned that i will need to buy a new car (very complicated dmv situation), and some exciting plans to look forward to fell through. {this feels really complainy, and i know – first world problems}

i’m just glad a new month has come. in february, i am going to push myself to chose happiness and relish challenges. i am going to decide to be empowered rather than saddened by aloneness. i am going to practice living in the present rather than worrying about the past or the future.

yesterday, after recognizing the blossoming splendor of a glorious and clear day at temple hill, i spent four and a half hours in the temple. completely shut off from the world, i got to peer into peace and perspective, and i felt tranquil and alive interacting with beautiful people striving to be good. i think that first day of a new month started things off well to kiss the hard luck goodbye.