Just keep feeling better.
It doesn’t get old. You’d think by now it would be ingrained in me that feeling better is always the answer.
But if it was ingrained I’d be doing it all the time already.
It’s ok to not be doing it all the time, but it’s no longer ok with me to push in any other direction.
Feeling better has brought me every improvement I can count and it’s done so with ease.
And the fact that I still have resistance makes perfect sense because if I didn’t have resistance my life would be perfect right now.
Right now it’s a perfect match.
But feeling better is growing on me, and I’m more and more aware of my options.
Make an effort – or feel better.
Think hard – or feel better.
Prove how smart I am – or feel better.
Push against unwanted – or feel better.
Strive for enlightenment – or feel better.
In the end, feeling better gives me what I was looking for anyway. It’s that old paradox that when you’re desperate for something you tend to drive it away, and when you cling to someone they tend to withdraw from you.
The answer is always to feel better, feel better, modestly and simply and without fanfare just feel the tiniest bit better.