Moments of Contentment

Lately I have been thinking a lot. That happens when I read a Paulo Coelho book.

I'm currently reading 'Brida' which is about a young witch starting out on her journey to understand her powers and develop her skills. It talks about the bible being the source of all occult which I found interesting. It also has an interesting take on the concept of soul mates - that the original Adam & Eve had split into multiple souls at death who then split into multiple souls and so on. Apparently you recognise these soul mates when you see them. I do believe that part - I've experienced that feeling when you meet someone that you already know them, they are a part of your past lives, or some deep connection. I once had that when I met a man at a party. I looked across the room and saw him and knew he was going to be my lover, we had been souls in another life together previously. I had just sperated from my husband that day. He had been seperated from his wife for a bit longer. Interestingly his wife told me she felt that way about me, that she and I were involved when she was a warrior and I was a female Native American couple many generations ago. It was a crazy relationship between them. Thank God I didn't move back to the States with him.

Anyway, after that all finally ended I met my husband, he was handsome, intelligent, patient and loving. He still is and he still adores me. We are very well suited in that he puts up with my shite. He stays calm while me and my daughters whirl in a hormonal haze of stress and chaos around him. He is perfect for me. But is he my soul mate? I don't know. He is my life mate. The one I will stay with til the end. I still fancy him, still find him attractive. He looks after all of us, he is the traditional male in our house who does all the manly stuff, but he also does his share of cooking. He is a typical mothering Cancerian. As I am not at all maternal this works out great.

I finally feel like I am where I am meant to be. We have our home which we are slowly chipping away at making our dream home, one little bit at a time. We're in no huge rush as this is the place we want to stay. I love our home. And for the 1st time in 20 yrs I have 2 of my children living with me. My 2 gorgeous clever daughters. I feel very blessed that they are both in Uni, studying hard. Hubby and I have such high pressure jobs, we drive in and out to the city centre most days together so have a bit of time to chat. We drive in my the stunning coast road from Hout Bay. I don't mind my job, obviously I don't love it so much I would do it for free but I don't dislike it.

So maybe it is not surprising that I have such moments of contentment that they make me stop and breathe into it- a wonderful husband, family, home, I have been feeling so pleased and happy that it has all come together finally. So many people take it for granted that they have their family together but as I never had that, for me it is a privilege.

It has all brought such deep contentment.

Do you have moments of pure contentment?