Allowing the good days to wash all over you even though you
may know as I do, they can fleet away just as fast as they rushed in. I find it
unwise to deny the pleasure that a good day offers. Fleeting or otherwise, you
want to take it in and use it for all that it possesses.
I am undeniably having one of those “good days”. I think
that I can give credit to my yoga and the belly dancing I've found me doing for
3 days now. Amazing it is that breathing and bending can bring such speedy
results, which is my preferred way. I’m not known for patience so do have a
need for a noticeable alteration as result of the changes I make. And yes, I decided
to move my body because I have the energy to do so. Here lies the trick,
without the energy I sit lost in the other-worlds awaiting the swing.
For those that sit worrying that these “good days” will pass
and so why bother to take in the joy, well I have been there and I can tell you
that it does not serve you at all. When young and so unhappy that I felt “the
sea of sadness” would never end, I would tighten up in any happiness feeling
like it was not “real”, just mania passing by. Again, this did not serve me
well at all.
Set to memory how it “feels” to be here, this is for
everyone, bipolar or not. I burn incense, light candles, and send love/ healing
to those I know are in pain. I watch the cold rain so dark it dims the light in
the house as though night time has come at only 11:22 AM. I breathe deep in the
beauty making it a solid memory that I can recall later when the darkness
internal comes for me. This is a challenge still, but I practice as best I can
and there are moments it works quite well.
I hope this will find those in need of knowing they too can
contain their bliss for later days when it’s all fuckered up. Cause shit happens and having tools such as
this can make the difference between coping, and falling down hard.
