What next?
The question "What next?" can be a dreaded one. But not this time. I'm done living my life based on this question being a negative one. Now it's a positive one full of excitement and wonder. "What could possibly be next?!" I have a partial answer. It's based on my daily positive affirmation that "My life is a statement of unlimited possibilities!" It was the one I picked when I felt like I was in a big rut. You know the kind of rut I'm talking about? When there is a dirt road, and the rains come, and it gets muddy, but you can't wait for it to dry, you have things to do, places to be. So you take a chance on the wet dirt, make a mess and go down that narrow road. I wanted my rut, don't get me wrong. I wanted a stable job and a decent place to live, I had kids to raise. I just didn't prefer the rut I needed.
Now it's May in the magical year of 2018. I'm living in the future, trying to stay in the present. And the next 2 months are opening up like a budding rose.
The last week has been extraordinary. I must write about that too, and such wow pictures. But it's the future that puts the biggest twinkle in my eye.
What's next?
Seven more days in Kuching, in Malaysia. Then we fly out to Yogyakarta in Indonesia. We have a hotel booked for ten days. Then we fly to Kuala Lumpur in another part of Malaysia. We will spend seven days there. Then we fly to Cambodia. We have booked time in two cities in Cambodia, working on the third one. Then the plan is Vietnam, and we should have tickets booked today or tomorrow for that as well.
It sounds supremely unbelievable, doesn't it? It does to me. I can't believe it. Is this really me? It feels like a dream. How did we pull this off? I couldn't even tell you. All I know is that I decided we Could, and Ron decided we Would. Not that anything can be truly simplified like that, but that's my nutshell.
There is a lot of amazement in my life. The more that I do, the more empowered I feel. I'm living in a state of pronoia. It's the opposite of paranoia. It's believing that the Universe is conspiring to give me many fantastic things. The world is not out to Get Me, it out to Give Me these outstanding experiences.
If you had told me two years ago that I would writing a travel blog from Southeast Asia, I would not have even remotely believed you. Now I really see that the sky is the limit. Maybe it's time for a new expression. "The map is the limit". Nah, I will have to keep working on that. The only limit is my own thinking. I transformed my life that was once a decent constructive rut.
I worked on having beautiful thoughts to create a life that felt more beautiful to me.
I addressed my negative voice that said I couldn't, and why I shouldn't. I told that voice "No!" and every time I heard it, I countered it with a daily positive affirmation. So far, so good.
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