by Lisa Jo
Is there a happier word for happy? It’s not just a mood anymore. It’s a glow emanating from deep inside – a state of being. It’s an overwhelming radiant peacefulness that comes from consistent loving behavior.
Allowing someone to love me might be more difficult than learning to love myself.
It’s demolition time for my protective walls. And I’m feeling okay about that. More than okay. It’s time for them to go, I know it. Most of them are already gone without a conscious effort on my part – Love easily melted them away into nothing over time. But that which remains requires a bulldozer for sure.
Hand me my construction hat and boots. Oh, and a tool belt. It’s time to get busy.
