Our goals, pursuit of our dreams, doing tasks well?
Accumulating prosperity, sustaining healthy bodies and minds?
Peanut butter melting on hot toast, fore-play, after-play?
Play, playing with words, playing with feelings – or acting in some play?
Self-satisfaction feels so satisfying …
Basking in sunny glow for a while but when novelty wears thin or boredom sets in, what then?
Everywhere we look someone has a better hedge, house or hobby.
Everyone has something we don’t have – something we wish we had.
Yet, when we give away something, we feel good.
We perceive we can’t give away everything (that deep subject I’ll address another day), but when we give away things we value, things we’ve worked on – and especially so when we give away ideas, or inspiration, or support, or love or caring or sharing – we feel so incredibly happy.
In fact, we feel better than when we win stuff, buy stuff and play with all our lovely stuff.
What is it that matters most, matters least, matters in any way at all?
If we’ve lived a life we might reflect upon one day as ‘one that is worthwhile’, what defines that? Who defines that? Who measures that? Some people will answer that the judge, the jury, the definer of all that is their external power, their higher power, or some person or spirit defined in some book or doctrine or deity.
Perhaps they are right.
I hold the belief we are our own judges. Our own measurers. Our self-assessors. Perhaps like a self-cleaning oven, if we turn the heat up high enough we can purge our messes and get things cleaned up.
column written/ published from Calgary, AB
morning walk: 18C/64F .. perfect morning breeze and blue sky – whoo-hoo! .. it’s going to be a hot sunny weekend. Fore! … Gusta seemed to lack my enthusiasm for speed this morning – too distracted by tasty findings in the tall grass …