Finding Bliss
Just went for a kick ass evening run with some "Talking Heads" (Nothing But Flowers & Gangster Of Love - Specifically) jamming on the iPod. I'm sure that I looked like I was running a Special Olympics relay, cause I was awful happy ... running. Yes, I realize that I'm pushing the "deranged" meter into the red, but mostly I don't care. Life sure is a lot easier when you stop caring about looking like a fool.
Little moments like this represent a real plugging into your source. They are ridiculous, goofy, exhilarating, and sublime ... all at once.
I love moments like this. I think that I'll keep chasing them.
Posted: 6/9/2009 7:24:36 PM | 0 comments | Filed under: Bliss, Goofy, Joy, Running, The_Talking_Heads