Learning to Be Happy in the Moment
NOBODY GAVE US A Recession 101 Course. Folks with jobs tend to tell us that we are not alone. Of course, they haven’t missed a paycheck and they still have health insurance. They aren’t on a deadline to find a gig that will pay all the bills.
I’m not jealous. But I wonder if I’d say the same things if I still had a full-time job. This period in my life kind of reminds me of what people say when you’ve lost a cherished loved one and they catch you wiping the tears away.
“They’re in a better place, baby.”
I’ve always felt that sort of empathy is nice but rarely satisfying. Other times, I notice when family and friends don’t understand why after living on your own for decades you aren’t begging for handouts or a permanent spot on the couch. They don’t get your need for reflection and significant time for healing.
I tell them most days that `I’m learning to be happy in the moment.’
`I’m looking up and forward.’ And, my absolute favorite mantra is `times are tough by not impossible.’
Maybe, just maybe, God gave millions of us this time to rest after doggedly working our American butts off for decades. Maybe it’s time for us to explore new things, places and ideas. Maybe it’s time for us to set a new agenda for the 21st Century combining history, experience and technology.
A terrific friend made me think about how I view this season in our lives. Yes, I’m filling my days in beautiful Savannah with as many writing assignments as I can. When I’m not writing and reporting, I’m up networking, promoting my book, volunteering, singing or walking off any negative thoughts that might creep inside my head on the beach. I’ve even planted a garden so I won’t starve. I’m always thinking of what’s next? And, please God, let those checks come on time so I can pay my rent.
My friend – an outstanding citizen of the world – plans to spend a couple of months driving through Europe. I admit that I was surprised that he is planning another great escape at this time in his life. Folks looked at me like I was crazy when I packed my car and headed to Savannah.
Suddenly, I thought what should my next great adventure be? It’s more than creating a dynamic space for writers. That will just be the start. I also want to study film; acting; and motivational speaking. I’ve always wanted to be Zora Neale and Maya too. Why not? Whose says I can’t dream bigger dreams? I’m already sure that if it’s God’s plan I’m headed to the next level.
Tonight, I felt like getting lost in my computer. I’m thinking of who will illustrate my next book. I’m teaching myself to quilt so that I can launch a community dialogue around the Patching of Healing Community AIDS project. I’m studying math and literature. I also want to help other writers realize their greatest potential. I’ve always had six or eight projects going at once, so why stop now.
For now at this very moment, I have a song and a prayer in my heart. I’m happy living in the moment.