The Power of Pizza.
I’ve been sober for three months. The most common question people ask me?
That’s right: “Why??”
Eckhard Tolle calls it “the Power of Now”. Some call it “Living in the moment.” I guess religious people would say it has something to do with God. I don’t really know what to call it. Burst of happiness? Good energy? Creativity?
Every now and then I experience these moments of pure joy, happiness and gratitude, and I just “get it”. Way too often I get so tangled with my goals, my dreams, and things to achieve, that I forget how much I’ve already conquered, and how freakishly lucky I am. It’s not about the things I own, the pennies on my bank account, or the goals met at work. It’s about the beings around me.
For the past ten days I got to spend time with a friend that I’ve known for five years but never met face to face before. She’s a fascinating human being, terribly fun to hang out with, and also a trusted friend who traveled back to her home country carrying yet a few more secrets of mine. The magic of friendship aside, it was nice to have a social life for awhile.
The beings around me, that’s the real high. It doesn’t really have anything to do with soberness or alcohol, I simply experience the love stronger when I’m off the booze.
And to be totally honest, today as I said “I feel really happy right now” out loud… I realized it was mostly because I could smell Chris cooking mushroom-olive-pepperoni pizza in the kitchen.
Good vibes. Shit tons of love.
“I love to see a young girl go out and grab the world by the lapels. Life's a bitch. You've got to go out and kick ass.”
― Maya Angelou