When I find myself up against a wall of desire vs reality, I find that I earmark the desire for my next life. I have a strong streak of responsibility. When I make a promise, I do my very best to live up to the promise. When I was younger, I used to say “when I grow up . . . “ but now people look at me oddly when I say that. I’ve substituted the phrase “in my next life . . “
In my next life, I’m going to travel around the world; I’m going to dance on tables - or at least around them; I’m going to sing in tune; I’m going to say what I think, not what I think people want to hear; I’m going to work to build a happy peaceful world where everyone is valued and cherished. (don’t tell - but I think I might start to practice some of this stuff this time around - just so I’ll get it right - in my next life.)
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