Hope faith joy patience gratitude

I had an abundance of all five this spring. Damn it. I was so wealthy. Girl, please. Filthy rich. I was giving it away. Flaunting them about town. Did I simply misplace them? Did someone… by chance… borrow them from me? Hmm? Have you seen them anywhere? If you could just check your coat pocket, your bag, maybe I left them in your car, oh, did you pack them in your suitcase by mistake? I know, I know, yours look similar to mine. Hard to know. They seem to be lost in the universe with my socks.

The only faith I really have, is that they will reappear.

At least I hope so and until then, I shall be patient. And when they return I will have oooh so much joy and gratitude. (sing-songy and a smidge glib)

The UNIVERSE. So expansive, so incredibly vast that we are as minute as a Higgs bosen (relatively speaking, and yes, I just like the Higgs).

Lying in the grass, catching shooting stars, I contemplated the enormity of the universe. Considered how it all came to be, reviewed my understanding (faint memory) of the science (my first love, my first belief and my rock solid cornerstone), thought about God, how infinitely conceived God is – even among only those whom I know.

Relief.

I find so many shades and textures of belief comforting – not only does it lead to a rich discourse but it creates space. Space to expand, evolve, grow. Recognizing our differences in this light and thankful for independent thinking, for its fertility. We should be so grateful. Thanks many shades of belief. You’re so rad.

I just imagined us all walking around with little tags. “The nature of this being may be altered by several washings.” “May fade over time.” “Only wash with like garments.” How do most people do their laundry? They throw it all in together. All colors, all materials, one temperature.

So something is up in the big universe. First of all, I have misplaced (not lost) hope, faith, joy, patience AND gratitude. Second of all, I am not the only one who seems to have misplaced some “stuff.” So I’ve been scouring the astrological predictions, looking for a reason, attempting to understand why things are evaporating. This is very scientific research. Apparently there is a major shift. The universe, life, is powerful, fraught with its own energy. Seriously.

And actually, seriously.

Patience to wait and see what happens next.

I am horribly impatient right now. In. Every. Possible. Way. I need to replenish the well. And I decided today that in order to have joy, you need patience (and purpose). And what I call patience, you might call something else. You might call it acceptance. But I actually need patience in order to accept.

Action, action, action.

So action oriented and yet challenged to sit still for a moment, in all my overlapping worlds, when it feels like the hardest thing I have ever done in my life.

Searching for peace and contentment in the most spiritually giving place I know.

Meditating on gratitude. In order to have gratitude for what you have, you have to let go of any sense of entitlement. (wise observation from a man named Paul)

Thankful for the discomfort that forces us to remain fluid. Striving to remain light as I buoy along.