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Ideal Day


Many years ago I read a self-help book that gave me an exercise to do.  It was to write down a description of your perfect day.  You had to write a detailed description of what you would like your life to look like on a daily basis in an ideal world. I don't know where the paper is that I wrote that description on, but just this week I realized that I'm living in line with my vision.

My ideal day started out with a leisurely breakfast while reading the paper (check), meditation (check), then writing in the morning (check), a walk on the beach because in this vision I lived near the water (no check here, but I can look out the window at the trees and I can take a walk in the sunshine), time in the afternoon to contact friends, run errands (I know, I know – even in my dreams I run errands – always practical), read (check in the possible not always the reality), and cook dinner (check), and finally a cozy, loving evening with my sweetheart (check and check).  

I believe we manifest what we most desire in our lives. We choose our lives.  The catch is that creation is tied to emotion coupled with our ability to expand our perceptions.  The belief is a combination of desire or feeling and out picturing.  Many times in my life my deepest emotions have been about fear and worry and my life reflected that.  Most often I have found that even when the details of my vision don't match, the feeling does. 

I still have jumpy hours when I howl in criticism at myself, but they are less often.  I have whole days when I am in complete self acceptance.  I have released many of the ideas I had about what I should do with my life.  Clearly many of those were not going to happen and carrying them about with me only served as a club to beat myself.  I have released self punishment.

It has taken many years to get to this point.  I could whine about why it took so long, but I know that it is only because I wasn't ready to accept it earlier.  My acceptance of abundance and joy is increasing daily. 

I know what I want to feel in my life.  I want peace and comfort.  I want things to feel easy.  I want to feel loved and appreciated.  I want to feel connected to loved ones.  I want to feel that I am making a contribution to community and using my skills effectively.  I want to feel serene throughout the ups and downs of life.   

In my ideal day, which translates to my ideal life, I am content.  I get to express myself creatively in peace and quiet.  I have plenty of alone time.  I have a balance of spiritual and physical well-being.  I get to read and write and spend plenty of time with my true love.  While there are many things I wrote as part of that perfect day that are not evident in my life, it is gratifying to see how much is exactly as I dreamed. 
 
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