I talk to myself. I do it all the time.

I’ve been working from home since 2001, so I had chalked it up to spending a lot of time in quiet spaces. But, I’m also starting to wonder if it’s more than that. That maybe… just maybe… sometimes me talking to myself is actually really my angels talking to me – through me.

I mean hey… why not? I channel for other people? Doesn’t that mean I’m wired to also channel for myself?

The reason I’m sharing this with you is because I just this moment… literally, 3 minutes ago, had a deeply moving experience in talking to myself.

I was getting dressed. I had chosen turquoise as my color of the day. I always think of my sweet and brilliant friend Dougall Fraser when I think of turquoise. Dougall says it’s (among other things) about forgiveness.

Nevertheless, I was getting dressed and I put together a pair of short pants with a polo shirt that it had never occurred to me to wear together before. Then I found the perfect shoes. And the perfect earing. I looked in the mirror and it all looked so cute together.

And then I said to myself “Life is good, Rad. Life is soooo good.”

Please understand…  I didn’t think it. I hadn’t been toying with the idea earlier today. The words just came out of my mouth. Out of nowhere. Out of the (turquoise) blue.

It caught me so off guard that I gasped. The moment in time froze and then I started to cry. Seriously, it nearly brought me to my knees. I’m still brushing away tears while I type this.

You see, the last three years have been so hard. They’ve been full of sorrow and exhaustion—but also deep, necessary transformation. All of it in the quest for joy. For happiness.

And here I am, just getting dressed, pairing turquoise and salmon like I know what I’m doing, and telling myself that life is really great.

It feels like it has taken soooo long to get here. So very, very long. And yet, here I am. In my own little cottage, in my favorite city on Earth, with some of my favorite people coming over today and tomorrow to visit. And my three perfect puppies. I can dress as I want, do as I want, and be who I want.

This is the enchanted life I’ve been talking about. This is what I’ve been trying to find—and trying to help others find—this whole year.

It’s astonishing. No wonder I’m crying. No wonder I couldn’t wait to tell you about it. Because y’all need to know that if I can do this, so can you.