Choose To Be Happy!

Choose Happiness

I choose to be happy. I choose to let go and be happy. I choose to stop trying to be right and be happy. I choose happiness as my spiritual guideposts.

When I am happy, I am at peace. When I am happy, I never lose. When I am happy, I trust in Goodness. When I am happy, I am free.

Freedom is just another way of nothing left to lose. There is nothing I need. There is nothing I need to correct or fix. There is nothing I need to do except remember Love.

When I am free and I trust, the Highest Outcome is always mine. When I remember I am Love and so are You, I trust everyone is doing their best. When I realize everyone is teaching and learning, I choose the lessons I learn. When I know that God and Goodness are my guide, I easily know inner happiness.

There is no need to fight to be right. There is no need to seek approval. There is no need to get anything from anyone. There is no need.

Love guides me. Faith abides with me. I am happy. I am free.

Life sings to me. Love brings to me.. All I need Day after day.

I give up wanting anything. I give up trying to understand. I give up efforting to have more. I allow what is to be, knowing there is always Happiness here for me.

Choosing happiness requires no explanation or justification. Choosing happiness is a celebration of loving one self. Choosing happiness sees all things differently. Choosing happiness bring healthy mentally, physically, emotionally and spiritually.

I am content and at peace with the love within me. I am free to perceive my life as good, whole and beautiful. I love the one I am and enjoy the life I have. Life works easily, as I allow Love to lead the way.

I love you with true gratitude, as we walk this way together.

You Are A Flower in the Garden of Life

If you would grow to be your best self Be patient, not demanding Accepting, not condemning Nurturing, not withholding Self-marveling, not belittling Gently guiding, not pushing & punishing

For you are more sensitive than you know Mankind is tough as war Yet delicate as flowers We can endure agonies But we open fully only to warmth & light And our need to grow is fragile as a fragrance Dispersed by storms of will To return only when those storms are still

So accept, respect, Attend your sensitivity

A flower Cannot be opened With a hammer

Anonymous

Loving you, Betty Lue

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