So here I sit, with my afternoon coffee, at Starbucks.  Reading, writing, staring out the window, and singing along with the piped in Christmas music.  It’s nice.  But …..

…..I’m bored.

I know what you’re going to say:   That I’m going through embodied enlightenment.  I’m working on transforming from a carbon-based to crystalline-based being.  I’m inviting in the Christ Consciousness.

I’m letting go of generations of old biological and emotional patterns.  I’m letting go of mass consciousness.  I’m even letting go of my spiritual families back home.  All in the name of my freedom.  To be able to walk this planet as a sovereign woman, bla, bla, bla.

I know you mean well.  You are trying to remind me that there’s a lot going on.  There a lot on my plate, right?

But I’m really bored.

And frankly, I don’t like feeling bored.  For one, its….boring!!!  And for another, it makes me feel like I’m not doing enough or doing it wrong. It makes me feel bored and bad at the same time.

And it’s bad enough feeling bored, but then to feel bad while feeling bored, that’s just wrong.

And because the whole business is just so damned uncomfortable, I decided to do something about it.  I decided to get a coffee refill, sit back down, and write a list of reasons why I’m bored, (a clever way to not feel bored for a few minutes) and this is what I came up with.  Maybe you can relate, or you can add to the list or come up with your own list.

I’m bored because:

1.  There is no drama in my life.  Sure I have issues, there’s always something going on.  But no hardcore stuff.
2. There is still this on again, off again relationship with my soul.  During the on again it’s great.  I feel the passion and the sensuality.  And during the off again phases, it’s so damned boring.
3. I truly have no real 3D goals.  No wanting to write a book, build a business, get married, body sculpt at the gym.  Not even run for political office.
4. Aside from the rudimentary stuff, there are only a handful of people I can relate to anymore.

Well, I can’t think of anything else.  And that’s probably because I feel so damned lethargic from being so damned bored.

But I did have enough energy to ask myself something:  What’s so bad about being bored?

What’s so bad about being without drama, you know, the extreme highs and lows that make us feel like we’re really living?

And what’s so bad about not having goals?  Goals require all kinds of participation and probably money.  And most likely will involve dealing with other people.  And we all know how that goes.

And goals like getting married or finding a mate, well, that just leads us back to drama.

Point number 4 is a little tricky.  I’m trying to find the up side to that one.  The only thing I can come up with is, the less people you can relate to, the more time you have to yourself.  Imagine how tiring it would be day in and day out bumping into all those people you can relate to, having to sit with them for hours and relate, relate, relate.

On top of which you may end up having to put them on your Christmas or birthday list.  So imagine the money you are saving,  money you could be using for Starbucks.

So I have concluded that there is really no downside to being bored, other than it’s so damned boring,