They tell you right before they're about to give you a shot, "Go to your happy place."
Your therapist advises you when you feel that sudden urge of rage to, "Go to your happy place."
"Go to your happy place."
For some people, it's a beach with the perfect mixture of warmth and a slight breeze.
For some people, it's Heaven with a loved one that they ache to see.
For some people, it's sitting at a donut shop in a world where calories are non-existent.
For some people, it's a care-free life.
For some people, it's a world with no problems, crime, heartbreak, or fear.
For some people, it's a never ending path to jog with nothing but them and the concrete.
For some people, it's a really, really long nap.
For some people, it's a huge raise.
For some people, it's being debt free.
Everyone has their idea of their own "perfect world" or "Heaven on Earth" or "happy place."
Now imagine with me for a few seconds that your happy place....is real.
No really, imagine with me.
Imagine that you're out of debt...imagine that you woke up every day to everyone happy, every loved one alive and well, every relationship fully functional and healthy, and no regrets in your mind.
Seriously, imagine with me a world where maybe it rained Hershey bars every now and then. Literally, Hershey bars. Or maybe we could all fly instead of drive cars. I'm serious. Keep imagining.
Imagine a world where you could wake up whenever you wanted, tend to responsibility whenever you wanted, ate whatever you wanted, had as much money as you wanted, all of this. Imagine it.
NOW....
Imagine someone looking at you in the midst of all of this "personal Heaven" and saying, "Okay. Time's up. Time to go back to reality."
Excuse me?
Someone would get punched.
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I find comfort in the fact of knowing that the human mind can't comprehend Heaven. It makes me feel less guilty about "dreaming up a happy place" because I know God has to chuckle and say, "Oh Kendra. You're just not going to know what to even do with yourself when you get here."
True. Very true.
But what if I told you that I found my happy place?
What if I told you that I have found a place where reality still reigns supreme, but it's almost like Heaven?
I'm sitting in the lobby of a hotel smack dab in the middle of this place right now.
The beds and showers and people are all my size :)
They smile, I smile. They love, I love.
I guess what I'm trying to say (if you're still reading), is that I've found my happy place. I've found my personal Heaven. And the incredibly odd thing is that reality flows through this place, and it's still Heaven.
And on February the 28th, they will look at me and say, "Time's up. Back to reality. Leave your key on the counter on your way out."
No spiritual meaning this time. Just raw. Try me again tomorrow.
-kshock.
P.S. His ways are not our ways, and His thought are not our thoughts....
But when they just happen to collide every once in a while...there is an incredible suffocation of peace that you experience. And that feeling, is better than drugs. I can honestly testify to that.
Until next time, Mahal Kita-
