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The Happiness of Now

Hope is the mask of fear; trust is the face of courage, her friend had said.  Now she could see it was true. 

She decided to stop hoping for things to go well in the future and to begin trusting instead.  Wasn’t she herself the one who had said, Everything was unfolding exactly as it should?  You can rest now and wait?  Another friend had said it would be hard, but today she decided it would be easy.  Why not?  Who could hold her back from this knowing except for her own self?

She took a deep breath and tried to imagine now.  The now that was happening while she held in the breath and then let it go again.  The now that was holding her and keeping her in perfect love and care.  The now that she had first discovered in Africa, but that was here, too, right here in the kindness of her very own breath.  She would not have to go anywhere else to find it ever again.  It could not be contained in a person or a place or an experience or a moment.  It would remain right here, right now, in her very own soul, the place where she had been reborn, the place where she could rest and wait for the very next breath to take her into the happiness of now, her truest, kindest home.


Sweet traveling mercies to you as you find your way to the happiness of now, the kindness of home.  This space this morning is for you to say whatever you'd like about what's hard, what's sweet, what's easy, what's deep about that amazing journey.  Your images from your soul travels are as always, most welcome. 

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There is only this moment. How we choose to see it..use it..engage with it comes from within us. Choose happiness.
July 11, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterMarcie
Beautiful photo, beautiful words, as always jen.
July 11, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterAshley
Beautiful, Jen.

I blogged about this this weekend too:
July 11, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterLawyer Mama
The journey is a gift that I choose to embrace with expectation and joy...
July 11, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterMycrazylife
My soul is replenished and renewed when I am able to get outside, amongst nature........

"Let's Go For A Walk"
July 11, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterWayfaring Wanderer
Funny, I just wrote a short post (with photos of course) yesterday about the "happiness of now". Summer for me has so many moments of contentment and joy. Reveling in the beauty and bounty of my garden, the farm, my children's outdoor delight.
July 11, 2008 | Unregistered Commenterrenee @ FIMBY
I have always found a bit of grace in the moment just before the light fades, as the sun is slipping down below the edge of the earth:
July 11, 2008 | Unregistered Commentermary
Just as a flower is slowly unfurling....
July 11, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterMeryl
All I can do is take a big breath in and exhales slowly in total awe. The photo and your words are just what I needed to hear today Jen. Thank you for sharing.
July 11, 2008 | Unregistered Commentertracey
gorgeous words. thanks Jen.
July 11, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterMama DB
beautiful, Jen...
July 11, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterKate
I'm on a journey right now and it's not a fun one but one that must be taken, nonetheless and this is my photo in regards to that journey:
July 11, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterChris
The brightest light in this journey of mine. She was chasing me with her eyes closed. It was lovely.
July 11, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterDaisy Sharrock
Jen, This photo is amazing! Somehow your words combined with this image, took me right back to my Brazil, and right back to my soul too. So many courageous thoughts swirling around! I'm going to sit with them, and I'm going to use your lovely photo as a meditation tool, because that little girl really evokes a perspective in which several courageous little souls are smiling with bravery, while still going through a lot of real life challenges on the daily basis... They are my heroes... You are my hero... Thanks for sharing your wisdom and your beautiful photographs with us. xo
July 11, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterGypsy Alex

some are closed tightly .......other blossom fully open....the colors while the same hue have different shades and shadows. This is what I consider as I travel to a camp as a sponsor this next week with seven teenagers!
July 11, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterELK
I posted a similar photo before, but I love this because it captures the light of that golden hour laywermama blogged about, here's my "now":
July 11, 2008 | Unregistered Commenterstephamama
i have been having dreams about my students lately. i wake up and wonder what they are doing at that very moment...and then i look at my son, who i chose to stay home with and take a leave from teaching. i know i made the right choice...but my heart misses them.
they taught me so much about being a mama...about life...about courage.

this post is so thoughtful and powerful. i have to wonder if it is a sign...

this image is one of my favorite portraits i took of one of my third graders...i miss the endless hugs all day and the way they looked at me...such trust.

it was hard to choose to stay home, for they are my children, too.
July 12, 2008 | Unregistered Commenterkathleen
I feel like I'm still wandering on my journey, and I'm still uncertain of where permanent home is, but the love (and hurt) I've experienced in my soul travels have been profound.

This image represents the now for me:

It's a portion of chalk drawings that extended from the parking lot, up the sidewalk, and to the door of the boys' summer camp last month. As I walked the path of drawings, the music from inside got closer and louder, and my heart was jumping with excitement knowing the sounds were being created in happiness by my sons.

I spent most of June in happiness with my boys, never wasting an opportunity to tell them I loved them, squeezing with all my might in their spur of the moment hugs, always pausing when they needed me to listen. My family was complete again and my heart was full. I have a tub of sidewalk chalk on my porch and when I miss them, I scribble in the concrete. :)

July 15, 2008 | Unregistered Commenterkrystyn
Jen Lemen, this is one of the MOST beautiful things you've ever written. I am printing this out and pasting it in my journal and I thank you from the deepest places of my heart.
July 15, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterLisa

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