The Devil in Prana

"The longer I live, the more I realize the impact of attitude on life.
Attitude, to me is more important than facts. It is more important than the past, than education, than money, than circumstances, than failures, than successes, than what other people think or say or do.
It is more important than appearance, giftedness or skill. It will make or break a company ...a church ...a home.
The remarkable thing is we have a choice everyday regarding the attitude we will embrace for that day. We cannot change our past ...we cannot change the fact that people will act in a certain way.
We cannot change the inevitable. The only thing we can do is play on the one string we have, and that is our attitude ...I am convinced that life is 10 percent what happens to me and 90 percent how I react to it. And so it is with you... we are in charge of our attitudes."

Charles Swindoll

For 3 weeks, I've been stumped. Iccha Sakti Uma Kumari...'kay. The only personal interpretation that I have been able to come up with goes something like: Whatever I want...if I want it bad enough...I will MAKE it happen. Through my energy...the power of my intuition. Okay. So. Good enough. It's true! It's happened. Playfulness and all...even things that don't appear very "playful" at the time. Death. Disease. Poverty. Failure. Divorce (or, near divorce.) Break-ups. Looking back, everything that has happened in my life has been willed by my thoughts. No kidding. You know, it seems whack-daddy. I know. I'm a little bat-shit crazy...so having something like this erupt from my pitted and pocked mind is no surprise to those who know me well. But. This "theory" I believe. Because I've lived it...and been able to trace every occurrence to a particular thought (or series of thoughts) that I had. Yep. And, the CRAZIEST part of it all is that it wasn't so much the thought itself but the TONE or ATTITUDE I had at the time of the thought. I KNOW! Flippin' nuts! The playfulness of Uma...hmmm. 'kay. It all goes back to spanda. You know. One person's idea of Heaven is another's Hell. I think I've danced with the Devil a time or two (...really?...well. Who hasn't? I wanna know...) And...enjoyed EVERY torrid minute (or lifetime) of it...right? You see...playfulness is perspective. Attitude is everything...the road to Hell is paved with Good intentions...A cat plays with the mouse it eventually kills...cliche' after cliche'. I get it. Sort of. Though, tomorrow it will look different to me. Here's what I resolve: Observe my attitude. Get less of a bad one. Combat (or at least tussel with) my ridiculous ego. And...give my husband more attention. Which would mean, in a nutshell...give MORE of myself to those closest to me. Play more. You know. Dance. More.