“We either make ourselves miserable or we make ourselves strong. The amount of work is the same.” — Carlos Castaneda
I read this today and at first I thought, of course, makes total sense. And then, I realized I just blindly believed what old Carlos said there and after some contemplation I came to the conclusion that I disagree, make that strongly disagree: being miserable takes lots and lots and lots more work and energy.
Imagine times when you felt strong and happy. Did it take great effort to feel that way? Did you have to really really work hard and go through any arduous process to feel joyful and strong?
Did being happy and joyful have your energy and motivations leaking, gushing, out of you like freakin Niagara falls and you felt there was nothing you could do about it to stop it, the way you usually feel when you’re really upset or miserable.
Or were you just happy?
If there is one thing I’ve learned over the years it’s that living and walking in the strength of my Song is so so so much easier than living in the pain and misery of my masks.
