I was sitting here this morning thinking of all the wonderful little miracle in life, and why is it difficult to allow the good, to be good? The acceptance of good, allowing the smile on your face because of the good. Singing, humming, sewing, playing guitar, cooking, all my miracles of joy that I have found.

But I still feel my resistance? Why? What am I scared of? I want to sew all day, but I resist? I’m here journaling because I’m currently resisting doing what brings me pure joy, why?

We always say if we had the time, but here I am resisting!

I have been taught all of my life that you have to earn your joys in life, which is complete bullshit! I would like to release this old belief, it’s going to take some work! I’m here, alive, human person, joy is there.

I choose joy! Forget my fears, sewing today, and letting the joy just melt into my soul, in hopes to understand myself a little deeper.