Some days are more difficult than others. Some things in life aren’t exactly the way you expect them to be. Sometimes you don’t feel like yourself. You feel like everyone else in life gets to take things a little easier. You feel like things fall into their laps when you work so hard to achieve all that you have.
Today was one of those days. Actually I’ve had that same feeling for the last couple of days. I’ve been feeling spiteful and resentful in a way I hadn’t expected. It’s not an emotion I typically hold and I didn’t like the way it was making me feel.
I definitely believe in karma:
The sum of a person’s actions in this and previous states of existence, viewed as deciding their fate in future existences.
And the idea that whatever you put into the universe will be returned to you. So I knew I had to shake this awful feeling.
This morning I woke up an hour before my son was due to get out of bed. I took a long shower, I stood outside and let the warmth of the sun tickle my skin. Then I began to count my blessings. I didn’t write down a list or try to think of each and every one. I just stood outside, stared into the sky and began to recite the most meaningful blessings in my head.
I live an amazing life. Seriously, amazing! It took a little time to myself, an early wake up, a refreshing shower and counting my blessings to help me remember just how wonderful it is.
Now I just need to hold on to those thoughts and remind myself to reflect on them multiple times a day.
Hey, I always keep karma in mind when good and bad things happen… to me, and to others.
I still get angry sometimes thinking about people I’ve encountered in the past, and karma comforts me because I always think: They get what they deserve.
I do think that karma gets you in the end. Bad or good it’ll find you eventually.