A Note To Myself:

A Recipe For Bliss

I am old now, and time has passed so quickly which sometimes can be a little disconcerting. I think the most wonderful part of being older is there is time to think about the experiences and people who have imbued my soul with a level of love and acceptance for them and myself, along with a keen awareness of mine and my fellow traveler’s divine natures. Every day my hours are filled with a peaceful and loving feeling toward all. No man is my enemy and I harbor no ill feelings toward anyone. I almost feel blissful as I no longer try to bend the world to fit my way or coerce events into a reflection of my desires, but instead, I easily, almost effortlessly exist in a state of higher blissful consciousness that enables me to perceive the secrets of the universe behind all things.