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Life Is Not Something That Happens to You. You Create It!

Sean is a teacher who is writing about his spiritual adventures to help other people find balance and self-respect.

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To learn to live with love means to learn to defeat your selfishness, so you learn to experience every moment in all its grandeur.

— Sean Dragon

Type A

He looked at his watch one more time, for the umpteenth time. He breathed out annoyed and began to walk back and forth, nervously, in front of the bench, behind the bus stop. Another bus arrived. He looked in it. He did not see her. He cursed and thought about the number of times he had lived this situation. Every time the same. They scheduled a rendezvous for a specific time, and she was always half an hour, or more, belated. The same now, they had said at seven, and it was already half-past seven, and she was not there. He felt angry. He felt like a sucker.

"Why am I always on time and she always lags? Why does she always take so long to get ready? Does not she really care about the way I feel when I am waiting like an idiot all this time?" He thought, shouting within.

Everything bothered him now. The hasty passers-by, he had to avoid as he paced up and down, the city's hustle, a beggar on the corner, few meters away, who was asking for help from the passing people, everything. He had decided that if she did not appear in ten minutes, he would leave and let her wait in vain. Maybe it was the only way for her to understand how irresponsible and cruel her attitude is.

He heard the sound of another bus that stopped at the bus stop and turned to see.

"At last!" He yelled spontaneously as soon as he saw her get off.

He moved angrily toward her. He did not notice how beautiful she was, nor did he hear her saying:

"Sorry, my love, but you won't believe what a wonderful thing happened..."

He didn't hear because he had already begun to yell at her how irresponsible she is, that this was the last time he would tolerate this behaviour, and some more things, not so... polite.

She, being ashamed of his yelling, had lost the entire good mood she had because of the beautiful incident which was the cause of her delay. An exceptional event which she was about to share with him. Then his "attack" changed her mind and her mood.

She passed him and walked fast in the direction they were supposed to go. He followed, nearly running behind her, shouting even more. He had just destroyed one more promising evening!

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Offering Love to a world that battles it daily is one of the toughest missions and the most wonderful adventure!

— Sean Dragon

Type B

He looked his watch casually. He smiled. Thirty minutes had already slipped by. They had said at seven, it was already half-past seven, and she was not there. But he did not mind. It was enough for him that she would be soon in his arms. He imagined her, coming beautiful and smiling. He imagined embracing and kissing her, and the time he waited for that did not matter.

He sat more comfortably on the bench, behind the bus stop. Another bus arrived. He looked in it. He did not see her. He smiled again and thought about the number of times he had lived this situation. Every time the same. They scheduled a rendezvous for a specific time, and she was always half an hour, or more, belated.

"It does not matter. I know what I'm going to see is worth every wait. And besides, she is getting ready for me; she wants to be beautiful for me. Such a gift wants its time," he thought, smiling internally to himself.

He looked around, observing the world around him. Everything seemed beautiful under the light of the sunset. The hasty passers-by, each one had its own story, the city's music, even a beggar on the corner, few meters away, who was asking for help from the passing people, everything. He stood up and went to the beggar's place. He took out a coin and left it in the hat that was in front of him. The beggar smiled and gave him a blessing for joy and health.

He heard the sound of another bus that stopped at the bus stop and turned to see.

"Wow!" He said spontaneously as soon as he saw her get off. He walked cheerfully towards her.

"Sorry, my love...” he did not let her finish her sentence because he said emphatically:

"Do not say anything. You are dazzling! It was worth waiting... "

He did not make to complete his phrase, too, because she embraced him tightly and closed his mouth with a kiss. He had just blessed one more night!

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What type are you?

What do you think? Which type are you? Which of the two types lives happier, and who are trying to impose his misery on others? I believe we can choose what kind of a person we want to be. In fact, we do it every single moment. We choose who we are, and by this choice, we create our lives! We create our lives! Nobody else!

Sometimes, a hug and a kiss full of love are enough to restore the memories of Paradise...

— Sean Dragon

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The Hug

One day while I was about to leave home for my job, the youngest of my four sons (he was about five years old at that time) told me:

"Daddy, may I give you a hug?"

I replied unconsciously, asking the usual foolish question:

"Of course, my boy, but why?"

The answer was a great lesson from a five-year-old "teacher":

"Why?! Because I love you, dad?"

I kneeled down with my arms wide open. He ran, joyfully, towards me, and he wrapped his little arms around my neck tightly. I hugged him too, and I held him tightly for several seconds. There was nothing else in the world at those moments, for me, just the love of my little Angel, filling my soul and my body. He kissed me on the cheek, he turned and left, and I watched him walking proudly, returning to his game.

This hug was a blessing to me because it made me feel the Love, offered with joy and without reason, to cleanse me from all negativity and to fill me with strength and optimism. It reminded me how easy is to make someone's day, just by giving a little Love! The miracle is that this is a safe way to make your day too! By giving Love, for no reason, you create your life in the best way you can.

Whenever I bring this moment and the hug to my mind, I am sure of a picture I did not see, but I felt it. While my little boy tightened me in his arms, God was standing behind me, and He was smiling!

A hug full of love! Do we need any further evidence of the Divine presence?

— Sean Dragon

Become Happiness!

We do not find happiness in the world, we find it within us and then we offer it to the world. We offer it to our work, our family, our friends, everywhere. By offering our happiness to our work, we make it a blessing. By offering our happiness to our family, we create happy people. By offering our happiness to our friends, we make them family. By offering our happiness to our world, we create Paradise, and we live in it.

Let's not expect to find happiness in the outer world. Let's look for it within us and let's use it to fill our world with joy. Then it could not disappoint us since we will not expect the world to supply us with happiness, we will fill it with ours.

This is the return to Paradise, to our Happy Home.

Each one of us is a conduit that fills this world with Light or darkness. The choice is ours.

— Sean Dragon

© 2018 Ioannis Arvanitis

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