Emotions 12.17.11

EMOTIONS    12.17.11

My emotions.  A big change mine are there

just below the surface, ever present.

It’s not just that they are there.

The intensity of them is what I’m not used too.

I'm not talking about heavy grief here.

It’s feelings that flash through me.

A beautiful memory that brings tears to my eyes,

or a song that moves me so that my eyes well up.

Sunday in church the beautiful Christmas songs,

goose bumps (God bumps I call the now )and tears.

I closed my eyes so that I wouldn’t give my feelings away,

for they may be mistaken as sorrow.

I’ve cried so much this past year

and now when joy fills my heart, tears fill my eyes.

Does it make any sense?

No, I guess not.

But not much has for quite some time now,

at least by my old standards.

So appearances, judge not too quickly,

if I seem pensive or have watery eyes.

It just may be I’m filled with joy.

May you find that today.

Joy in a common thing that just wells up in you

and brings tears of joy to your eyes.

Then look around

and let that feeling soak in,

acknowledge it.

Realizing it came from deep within you

the spiritual essence of what you are.

The other day a dear friend told me

tears of joy are Holy Water.

All My Love Always, Keith

Your present circumstances

don’t determine where you can go;

they merely determine where you start.

Nido Qubein