Did you notice the tag line under my blog title? It says
“manifesting the life of my dreams, one thought at the time”.
I should make it clear
that, on average, I am a pretty happy person. Indeed, I
am blessed with my health, family, roof over my head, blablabla... I KNOW I have enough to be grateful for. And I am. Really.
So, is it a good life? By all means. Is it a great life?
Sometimes. Is it a life extraordinaire? Well, I wouldn’t put it that way. After
all, I don’t live in a mansion, I don’t spontaneously fly my mom and sister
over for a shopping spree in New York (my treat), I have not written any best sellers,
I don’t have weekly couples massages with my husband, I have not taken a month
off to live in an ashram and I have not bought my daughter a horse yet.
Do I aspire these goals? May be. I don’t know.
See, that’s the thing with my life. I don’t really KNOW what
it is that I desire. I don’t really know how to dream BIG. I am too modest. I
used to think it’s ungrateful of me to ask the Universe for more. I am already
this blessed, isn’t it greedy to want a brand spanking’ new SUV while there are
people who can’t even afford to take the bus? But then I discovered the real
housewives of Orange County and decided I am
not nearly asking enough.
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