Good Morning, God!
We, like half of Honolulu, made our way to the Punahou Carnival last night. It was fun, but my ears are still ringing.
The Carnival is Noise, Extreme Population Density — and Malasadas! I went off my normal eating pattern, yesterday and ate TWO malasadas HOT from the oil. Yum!
Or as one lady said — pointing to the malasada I was eating — THAT is the BEST of all of this!
Personal indulgences come in many forms, God, and most of them seem to leave “stuff” behind — over-crowed fat cells — over-crowded closets — over-crowded Visa bills. As Suz has tried so patiently to explain to me, “Mom, to you, EVERY DAY is SPECIAL, so you can’t use that as an excuse!”
Perhaps, God, I need to redefine “treats?” Explore and find a higher kind of “indulgence?” I am looking up at the Merry-Go-Round and thinking of how I love them. They are MY kind of ride. Joyous — not Thrilling. They are like a Temporary Entrance into an Amped Up Daily Life — cyclical with ups and downs — but all the time with Music and Lights.
Aaah, maybe it is just that I STOP and focus on the Ride! Surely, my daily Life is filled with Music and Lights and Friends Riding With Me!
Did You just remind me that Parallel Universes are not just Scientific Theory? That I have CHOICES — moment by moment — of billions of Parallel Universes? I can choose, can’t I.
Yes, God, You have put into my hands the Power to Choose — to choose what I focus my attention on — to choose how I spend or invest my Time and my Money. Please , God, help me REMEMBER I have CHOICES. Thank You!