The Angels remind us that eliminating external discomforts rarely results in long-term happiness. Rather, building internal resilience skills allows us to better navigate through discomfort, which naturally opens us up to more joy.
The Angels remind us that abundance comes from faith, trust, and being. Like happiness and peace, we don’t obtain abundance from perfect relationships, perfect jobs, perfect life circumstances, or from the collection of “stuff.” Abundance, happiness, and peace and inherent. We only need find them within ourselves.
The Angels want us to know that there isn’t another shoe waiting to drop, something bad isn’t waiting to happen, and happiness isn’t around the next corner, out of reach. The potential for all good is with us all the time, in our perception of reality, and in our willingness to accept what is. Even in bad times, we have love and light inside.
The Angels want us to know that the people and tools we reach for to keep us going are only props. They help us feel good for a time, but then we think we need them to stay happy. What’s always there is inside us, and once accessed, can always bring us back to center, our seat of true happiness.
The Angels want us to know that life is worth living, each and every day. Despite the dark days, there is a spark of life and happiness in each moment, if we seek it.
The Angels wants us to know that the conscious mind creates a container of love to alleviate the hate and injustice in the world. Open your hearts to becoming conscious to the suffering around us and contribute consciously to the love that is being cultivated.
The Angels want us to know that the key to happiness is not “I’ll be happy when….” but rather, “I’ll be happy and then…” For most of us, happiness is a choice we make every day, even if we have to fake it until we feel it.
You are not responsible for anyone else’s happiness. Happiness can’t be controlled or manipulated by things and activities; it’s is an inside job. Let yourself off the hook and just be Love.
Not a good day
Feeling stuck & hopeless
Fearful that my hopes & dreams
Are but an illusion
To keep me in a happy place
While I waste away
In my current existence
If I can be excited & hopeful
For the future
The present doesn’t seem so bad, right?
Fearful, too, that I might actually
Reach my goals
And then what?
Will I really be happier?
Is the grass really greener
In that pasture?
Some days it doesn’t seem worth it.