I’ve spent a lot of my life being concerned with how the world is responding to me.  In my lingo … energy in.

Do you like me?

Will I be given what I need to be happy?

How do I deal with the bad things that come my way?

I’ve learned to raise my hands to shield the face from the troubles that are fast approaching.  Not a recipe for happiness.

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Or …

Energy out

What leaves from me and flies out into the world?  More and more I feel the need to go towards rather than backing away from.

Words come that feel true:

Give

Express

Discover

Nose-to-nose

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And in the moment, this happens:

I’m looking out the window at Izy Coffee and a young couple are walking by with their young one in a stroller.  A sky blue balloon falls off and rolls away, unseen by the adults.

I stare fascinated as the small roundness bounces along the cobbles … and then stops.  The couple have disappeared from my view.

After a pause of maybe thirty seconds, I see my body rising from the couch and going outside.  A balloon is gathered up.  I start walking in the direction I guessed the family went.  I don’t see them.  I keep walking.

I see them!  I catch up.  I extend the light blue.  Her eyes widen.  She thanks me with words and a smile.

I return to my cappuccino.

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I choose energy out