It’s February 29th, the day that comes around once every four years.  At least that what the calendar says.  Otherwise, it simply feels like… today… and that’s a day that comes around every day.

We’ve gotten rid of the rental car and are planning to spend the next week here in Paradise just sitting around, floating in the pool, snorkeling in the ocean, and doing virtually nothing… except being happy. In fact, isn’t that what Paradise is supposed to be about, after all, just being happy?

Yes, I know, bad things happen to good people, and there is an awful lot that happens in the world that we cannot control.  But isn’t the pure joy of Being what existence is meant to be?  So many religions and philosophies say so. We have just let so many other things get in the way that we are lost in a maze of needs and ‘have to dos’ that blind us to the ultimate goal of what creation is all about.  What a shame.  Will we ever find our way out?

peace……ag