Well, that was weird

Last night I was very industrious. I even did work while I was watching the Laker game. People were thinking I must have gone nuts when they clinched it. Why would I do that? Did I suit up? Was Roger on the team? No. I looked for humor in the situation, got it off Shaq's tweets and moved on.

I sat on my couch reading Buddha by Deepak Chopra while my roommate shot people up on Resident Evil and started to nod off. We have a house rule that you can't go to bed before 9pm. Also, this is a no reproduction zone but I digress. It was 10:15 so I was well within my rights but it struck us as too early that night. Maybe because we were supposed to be rioting victoriously, who knows.

I felt that I needed to warm up for a full night of sleep so I took one of those lucid naps where you know you're controlling your thoughts but they have some sort of liquid quality to them that is oddly satisfying.

At 10:30 I was good to go so I headed to my room. And you know what I felt in that moment? Nothing. No strings pulling one me saying, "You should have gotten this done today." No little voice gossiping or planning or reliving in my head. Nothing.

Peace washed over me. I was exactly where I should have been in that moment and I knew it. Deepak Chopra says, "When I struggle against this, I struggle against the whole universe." Yielding gave me sleep so luxurious that I was invigorated when I woke up.

The next challenge is consistency. I have attained the state in which I desire to live but visit it infrequently. Here are what I believe are the keys: accepting that the present is all that exists and appreciating that moment, and living love through faith and service. You have to make those two things as normal as breathing. It can be done! In this lifetime even!

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