I’ve had periods of uninterrupted happiness, where month upon month, good news after good news, when joy after joy was my experience. But those are aberrations – rare, short, and something we pinch ourselves over because we believe nobody should expect such unbridled uninterrupted bliss. Still, I believe most of us believe it can happen, and happen to us!
Lately, the joy moments have been slipping.
Less of them, less often.
Business has been challenging in recent months, loss of a very close friend, loss of my dog, and now loss of another friend.
More in the loss column than the win column.
Reality, or our acceptance of this norm as our reality, it that most long stretches of experience are populated with a mix of valleys between peaks, a rise and fall and mix of good and bad … .
When we’ve got a cranky old engine – might be a rusty car, a filthy old tractor or discarded lawnmower – each pull on the cord or pumping an accelerator produces a half-hearted sound over and over. Somewhere between giving up and that first ‘combustion’, we vacillate – between losing faith in the combination of our skill, the quality of the machine and good luck. Intellectually we know the magic is battery charge and spark-plug quality, but our actions and adrenaline connect with the non-logical part of our brain … we believe it will start and our body-English bearing down and sphincter tightening seem to be the key … .
That magic happens, or appears to happen, when one person (the spark plug) connects with someone (the idea) in a charged atmosphere – ignition can happen, but care must be taken to not go full-throttle immediately.