Allow life to be a jaunt. You may say that's cavalier, and, yet, where is it written that you must take life so seriously that you dismay yourself? This does not mean that you are frivolous in life. This does not mean that you make light of other people's seriousness. You are not to be the court jester. Take others seriously, yet yourself, not so much. Be light-hearted. On Earth, life is a game, after all. It is a game you keep playing. Engage in the sport. It is your occupation. It does not have to be your preoccupation. Playing the game does not have to overtake your whole sense of Being. How you seemingly do in the game of life is not who you are. That you enjoy is more like who you are.

You certainly are not the worry-wart you make yourself out to be. Of course, that may be part of your game, and you observe yourself worrying and racing and tripping all over yourself in your eagerness to make a home-run, or, at least, to stave off the lions and tigers that you feel surrounded with. Stave off your thoughts that see wild animals chasing you or lying in wait for you. Make your thoughts more like loving stuffed animals that are eager to have you pick them up.

Turn the game of life into a friendly game. Be at home in this game. You play it in your own front yard, or forehead, shall We say. Playing well does not have to mean being fraught. It is, after all, only a game. You do not have only one attempt at it. The game starts over every moment. Play the odds, beloveds.

Take your own life with a bit of salt. No need to look so askance at your own life. It is in process anyway. It will run its course. You have no way of knowing what that course will be, and that may well be why you hold your breath, waiting for something you don't want to befall. You imagine scenarios, often the worst scenarios you can imagine. Imagine better ones. Consider other possibilities, and pick your favorites.

What if your scattered happy dreams would come true? Think about them. Think about what you desire to have happen, and let the fear thoughts go. They don't belong with you. They incapacitate you. Your choice of thoughts can put you in a dungeon. Your choice of thoughts can just as well put you in a gladed valley or on the moon. Thoughts can do anything. You can rewire your thoughts. You can make your thoughts like Christmas lights, even like the sun.

Your calling in life is not named worry, fear, or doubt. They are not your friends. They are out to get you. Worry, fear, and doubt would have you lie on a bed of nails. In the actuality of life on Earth, you lie on a couch, or a bed, or a futon, or on the floor, or on the Good Earth outside with the stars to look up to.

You have right now all you require. You say otherwise. You may say you are lacking. That is your first mistake. You are not lacking. Go in a different direction as you like, yet leave the concept of lack behind.

Earth is the Land of Plenty, beloveds. You don't have to scavenge your life. Live it. Pick the grapes from the vines that grow. Enter the fields you choose. The real fences are your thoughts.