I Am Happy
Despite appearances, acceptance runs deep in my heart. It should in yours too.
Many readers might get the impression I’m a disgruntled, angry, intolerant old man. I’d like to set the record straight. I’m definitely not!
In my life, but especially of late, I feel so good in my skin. Why? Well, because of acceptance. An acceptance of the world as it is, of myself as I am, of you as you are. Accepting the world is an important part of any person’s wellness toolkit. \
It begins with forgiving yourself. It ends in happiness.
It doesn’t mean you don’t get angry, you don’t fight for what is right. It doesn’t mean you don’t feel sad at certain things or people that are. It doesn’t mean the world is all roses and pink clouds. NO. It means that all this is absorbed, contained by your soul that embraces all, in happiness, in acceptance of things as they are. It is a position of grace - a positive affirmation of the energy of life itself.
So no, I’m not an angry, spiteful old man. Just a happy one with growing, very bushy eyebrows. Thankful for just being here.
“May I, emerging at last from this terrible insight
Burst into jubilant praise to assenting angels” - Rilke
It is strange
but
I am happy.
Millions are dying of hunger.
Children with chopped off limbs
walk towards candy stores
in their dreams.
Fast cars roar off to nowhere.
Burn patients sit softly on white sheets.
People are jumping off buildings.
Buildings are falling down.
A millionaire counts his pennies
pulled from a cookie jar.
The sun is burning and mice
are getting caught every day
in better-built mousetraps.
Lungs fill up with the waste of man’s ingenuity.
Whales cough blood in
the black of a cesspool sea.
Guns grow like geraniums
picked up and given in the name
of freedom rather than death.
My parents, your parents.
My son, your daughter.
The bright-eyed boy across the street.
We are all going to die.
Funny.
I am happy.
Perhaps it is because
I am here.