Blog 1527 – 11.23.2019
Mockingbird, the Bluebird of Happiness
The lovely and talented singer and actress, Judy Garland, is probably most famous for singing, “Birds fly over the rainbow, why then, oh why can’t I.” A friend commenting on my recent tribute to my dearly departed sister, Lyn Smith, asked if I really still believed in heaven, not calling myself a Christian any longer. I replied to her that I actually believe in cast parties after these plays, productions, and adventures in time and space are over. And that if those resemble some believers idea of heaven that is okay too. I allowed her to have the last word, “So you are like a chameleon.” I started to speak to labels and boxes but thought better of it.
Our beliefs, contrary to what most religions teach, limit our reality and our possibilities. It is of primary important actually that we quickly discard any beliefs that are no longer serving us, for if they are not serving us, they are holding us prisoner. It is our strong beliefs in these illusions that prevent us from remembering Who and Whose we are and Why we chose to start out on these adventures of self-discovery in the first place.
We would be better off holding all things lightly and being ever ready to let them go so that we might better know and experience all there is for us here. Like a young Judy sang in the beginning of The Wizard of Oz, as a dissatisfied Kansas farm girl, or even as she sang even younger as a hungry budding singer and would-be stage and screen star, “I’m always chasing rainbows, trying to find a blue-bird, in vain.” Our search for the blue-bird of happiness need not be in vain. The framers of this experiment in democracy, the United States of America, did even recognized that enumerated liberty that so many political and religious systems seem to fail to recognize in their holy phrase, “That we are endowed by our Creator with certain liberties among which are life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.” Why would we have been given the liberty or the desire to pursue happiness if obtaining it were not our true purpose and the securing of it a very real possibility.
Happy trails to you. In all your believing, believe that you were meant to be happy.
Your friend and fellow traveler,
Wishing as the funny song line goes,
“May the bird of happiness fly up your nose.”
Don’t Worry Be Happy