What if it were easy?

"What if it were easy?"

That is the question that I am pondering this week.

What if everything in my life was easy? How would life go? What would each day feel like? What would each day bring?

Here's what might happen...

My concerns about having enough money and time would fall away.

I would feel light and have an abundance of energy for whatever came my way.

Decisions would be a snap because I would be sure of what my heart desired.

I wouldn't waffle or let the "should" voice step in to distract me.

I would feel more joy in everyday moments.

I would take more risks.

I would choose things that filled me up and not things that felt like obligations.

I would laugh, dance, and create more.

I would care less about my appearance and how clean my house is.

I would let things roll of my back and not take things personally.

I would see the light in other people and feel more friendly.

I would take every interaction as an opportunity for growth or connection.

I would be able to give myself a break from my own expectations & judgments.
I would feel that the sky is the limit! On top of the world! Above the fray.

Today I took a little step toward the feeling of things being easy. I decided to carve out a few hours for just the the kids and I. No outside influence. That meant no playdates or phone calls. Nowhere that we had to be.

We decided to picnic on the lawn. The kids made their own sandwich creations (that included marshmallows!). We ate and then laid together under our maple tree to make a guesstimate of how many leaves filled it's branches. We laughed on each other's stomachs and played a trust game. We took a bike ride and played a quick game of soccer.

It wasn't all roses. There were some tears during the bike ride and squabbling along the way, but it was just "us." It was summer and it was an afternoon that felt easy. No outside commitments tugging at us. No agenda for those hours. A time to let whatever felt "right" be our guide.
This kind of day is what will bring more ease and more joy. This is my kind of easy. Being free to keep things simple and enjoy.

Are you stuck in a place that seems hard? Take a moment to dream up a few hours when things could go a bit easy.

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