Enjoy Yourself

The other morning, I was awakened with the song Enjoy Yourself. The words of the chorus went as follows:

Enjoy Yourself (It’s Later Than You Think)
by Guy Lombardo

Enjoy yourself, it’s later than you think
Enjoy yourself, while you’re still in the pink
The years go by, as quickly as a wink
Enjoy yourself, enjoy yourself, it’s later than you think

I thought that was a rather profound message for me. I thought I had been doing that right along, but it was clear to me that there is a large part of my day that I focus on work, even though I consider it play. I dearly love to write so I will get on the computer and type away enjoying myself immensely. Then I realize it is past time to eat lunch, Reggie is fussing with me, and I have been so engrossed in what I was doing, I did not pay attention to anything else. Spirit is calling me to maintain awareness of more than just writing, of time away from my computer, and of the necessity of just stopping to be.

Because I live by myself, have a house, and almost a quarter acre of land, I need to be doing much of the time as things do not take care of themselves. When I stop to just be, allowing myself to walk outside with nothing in my mind but just enjoying the smells of my winter garden, the soft breeze, the cool air, the cloudy sky, and the beautiful pansy, camellia and azaela blooms, a peace comes over me that relaxes all parts of me. I get the same feeling when I meditate, as I take myself from this realm to the realm of bliss infusing all aspects of me. Spirit is calling me home to be enfolded in bliss.

When I am finished with my walk or meditation, I am in a different place inside; a place of quiet joy, of surrender, and of knowing that each moment will be taken care of by Spirit. The grace of our connection fills my Beingness, soothes my life, and I go on in quiet joy within myself.

Enjoying myself is being with Spirit, with my precious Reggie, with family and friends, with the changes in my life, with my garden, my computer, and my magical spiritual connection. I know it is does not matter if it is later than I think, if I am in the pink, or if the years go by quickly as a wink, what matters is I know that Spirit is eternal within me.

Reggie enjoys himself every moment as he is wide open to Spirit. He is full on running, barking, eating, peeing, pooping, sleeping, or letting me know he wants some loving. He does not worry about anything as long as I take care of his earthly needs. As a rescue dog, he knows Spirit will take care of him because Spirit found his forever home with me. We so enjoy ourselves! Nancy and Reggie♥