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PRICED PERFECTLY
Tuesday Aug. 18, 2015
Our lives, like humpty-dumpty.
We had a great fall – but all those king’s horses and all those king’s men cannot put us together again.
It will never be better than it ever was.
No matter how hard I try to make it right again for me, or you, or they. Whoever …
We pay a price.
It’s always right.
Sometimes with our wallet, more often with our life – or incredibly important pieces we’ve worn, spent, used, given, lost … we spend time, all we have, until we have nothing left. This purest form of economics, from beginning to end, spending our cells and energies, every ounce of our being making something better for someone besides ourselves.
Chasing some goal, some ideal – or someone. Incredibly rewarding – not always in arriving, but most certainly through climbing, crawling and scrambling over life-junk ridden landscapes to get there, to get to it, to get to them …
Sometimes we should have stopped chasing, simply held what we had, what we were so lucky to have in the palms of our hands.
We are imperfect beings having a perfect life – and other way ’round, is just as true.
Values are things we are taught – and value, that’s something we experience. We don’t know it at the time it is most important to know it, but then when we do it becomes so much sweeter. Sleep, a similar commodity, is most valued when we are completely without it – not running on empty, but running on something thinner than that.
I don’t know how it will all end.
I do know, that I know how it all started …
Mark Kolke
written / published from Calgary, AB
morning walk: 11C/51F, rain still drizzling from overnight shower that blew through an hour or so ago, damp but not drenched, Gusta and I explored along the fences where she found the sniffing most interesting – we scattered some rabbits and one rainy deer … it was precious start to today (or was it a late end to yesterday?)
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