Delusions of Lazy

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Oh no.  This isn’t good….

I’m embarking on a new pilgrimage.  Only this time, I’m heading down the lonely road to delusions of grandeur.

The more I write, research my book, and feel my faith welling up inside me, the grander I feel.  Grand and delusional.

I’m following my bliss.  Basically, it’s the opposite of being lazy.  And to be frank, it’s the opposite of being me.

But I’m not Frank.  Frank is my Dad.  I’m Melanie.  And I’m not a hard-working man like my dad.  I’m neither hard-working, nor a man.  I’m womanly (in the delicate sense).  And my dad made me a life of comfort.

Logically what I’m trying to say is that I’m not a man named Frank.  Read between the lines, it’s all there.

I believed for the longest time that following your bliss meant doing exactly what you want to do for that exact moment and repeating this action every minute of every day.  However, no.  That’s not the case at all.

I’m amicably lazy.  I have no qualms about it.  I loft, yawn, stretch my paws like a cat and circle my domicile, fluffing my nest like a puppy before coiling in its tender embrace.

Ah, bliss.

How is this bliss different from the other kind?  You want to know how?  I’m going to tell you anyway.

It’s not about being lazy, it’s about feeling defeated.

I like to analyze my actions, if you can’t tell.  I examine myself and my life consistently.  And although yes, you can enjoy a peaceful afternoon of video’s games and frolicking on the couch with a bowl of ice-cream without feeling guilt – you have every right to enjoy!  However, now this is where the analyzing comes into play, know why you’re being lazy.

If you’re being lazy simply to avoid something or someone – what that laziness really is, is fear.  You know it, I know it.  It’s fear.

“I’m completely happy and content.  I don’t need anything.  I’m fine just as I am.”

Really?  Come on now, what’s really happening here?  If you analyze as much as I do, you’re avoiding something.  And most often it’s something that can hurt you (it can be a subtle hurt, or big, what do I know?).  It can be something you care deeply about.  And that something is possibly your bliss.

The hardest thing to do is often the correct thing to do.  Trust me, it has taken me years to confirm this (thanks Law of Fives!)

Bliss is the way to evolving yourself.  Doing what makes you happy, even if it hurts, is your path to becoming the stronger you.

And now that I’m on it (by writing my book), I know the difference between defeatist laziness and true laziness.  I know it sounds crazy, but there IS a difference.

I had all day to write my book yesterday.  I stayed home after work purposely to write it.  But I kept telling myself that I was too lazy and that by indulging in my laziness, is also a way of following my bliss.

Nope, it wasn’t.  You know why?  Because it felt empty.  And that emptiness left a sticky film residue in my mouth.  Either that or my new organic toothpaste isn’t working as well as my beloved Crest.

I have to brush twice a day now 😦

Today, I ruminated on my book.  I did online research for it and just by thinking about it and being productive, I felt my self-worth rise.

That’s where I am right now.

In my delusion, I have a following.  People set-up discussion groups from all around the world to discuss my philosophy that slowly manifests itself into religion.

I get invited (all expenses paid) to make guest appearances to these discussions.  I sit cross-legged atop a mountain of pillows fit for a sultan (with the little tassels on all  four corners) and dispense words of encouragement and love.

Did today leave an empty film residue in my mouth?  Heck no!  It’s more like the dusky remnants of garlic from this morning’s garlic infused packet of instant grits.

That’s all for today friends.

Fall fast and write free!

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