I often say to myself and to my daughter, ‘Life is good, life is good, life is good’.
I use it as a strategy to help my daughter to build a positive story for herself around the issue of her dad moving overseas. I think and hope that despite the intense and often sad feelings she experiences, her memory of her childhood, and the foundations that support her into adulthood, will be strong and happy and good.
When I stop for a moment and concentrate on that mantra ‘life is good’ I let fall away the swirling mess of angst and fear that sometimes dogs me as a parent, and I let fall away the remnants of what was the most difficult year of my life last year.
I live in the moment, just for a moment, and see and feel the beauty that is with me. The sun, the blue blue ocean, the clean air and the good coffee in my hand made by the little Greek place across from the beach.
I sometimes wonder how women in developing countries cope with the hardships of life – whether day after day they drag their feet around, feeling tense and aching inside. I somehow don’t think so. In my travels to India and Nepal I saw women struggling to eek out an existence smile big beautiful smiles as they tried to sell a flower (like the lady pictured) or a chai. Is it acceptance of what they have, or do the just live in the moment, grateful for what each minute can bring leaving aside all that they don’t have to get on and make the most of what they do have?
In this moment, life is good.
Do you consciously think life is good to make life good?
Photo: The flower seller, 1990. Bachelormum Style.
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