Penguin Doodling

I have a spot for my Quiet Time - a comfortable chair with books stacked around me, my journal, a candle burning, a mood light that I bought in China - a small rectangular tower with translucent red panels decorated with dragons that glow when the lamp is turned on - and lots of windows.  It's the time of the year where it's still dark when I begin my meditation and I get to experience the world as it slowly brightens.  It's really quite amazing watching how the light changes and how this is influenced by the cloud cover and the seasonal angle of the sun.  I think this is God as a deliberate, anal-retentive, careful engineer type.  This took some planning.  This was not getting high and building a penguin.  God did that in like five minutes, laughing his ass off the whole time.  The sky was an engineering task - the penguin was a doodle on the back of a cocktail napkin at a dive bar at 2 AM.

When I'm with other people I hope I'm tossing good energy out into the universe, flinging it into the mix, and that the universe improves because of this.  Is this God getting involved?  Or is this just the good thoughts and the good energy working away, chipping away the bad juju and brightening the sky?  I dunno anymore.  I believe that when I think of other people instead of obsessing over every tiny speck and bit of minutia in my own life that I vibrate some positivity outward and that everyone is the better for it.  I understand that my little bit of vibration enhancement is pretty pathetic all alone but it's all I'm responsible for and all I can do.  If other people vibrate positivity the world gets better.  That's my belief.  But I can't dictate the terms for anyone else.  Chase after your own wishes or desires or live in a life of service or - like most of us - fall somewhere in between.  Plus, not thinking about myself is so good for my mental health.  It's exhausting thinking about myself as much as I do.   

You get to make the call.