How common it is to complain. It's as if the motto of everyone is "Be born, complain, die" Not many yell their delight at how amazing it is to be alive. The miracle of life and being alive on such a beautiful planet is dreamlike. We have paradise right here on Earth yet we are born into a culture where everything is wrong or not good enough. We need more mystics bringing to light how wonderful it is to be alive in this brief glimpse of life in between the portals of birth and death. How rare it is to find someone totally happy with their conditions of life. If the multitudes are never happy with their lot and have all resigned themselves to a life of being miserable, why not be among the wild ones of soul who resist and give in to all the magic in life. I spotted a Kingfisher yesterday and his electric blue plumage lit up the dreary winter lakeshore with style and colour. An otherwise boring lakeside was transformed into one of novelty where the feisty Kingfisher brightened the mood incredibly. So be like the galvanic Kingfisher and light up your corner of a world full of dreary people.
