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MEANINGFUL LIFE
Sunday Oct. 12, 2014
More focus, sometimes, diminishes vision.
More self-talk, more self-awareness, more consciousness raising, more questions, more self-understanding should make us/me more useful to others, shouldn’t it?
I love focus, focusing, being focused. Sometimes that prevents me from seeing the larger picture, the whole landscape, the spectrum of things.
Moving furniture pieces, tossing old things, realignment of priorities is not just office work. More to it – value, space, time and sights. Sounds. Feel.
On its face, apartment re-organization – this writing room/office, working room, place where I create and disturb, radiate and conserve. Catharsis.
Greater harmony.
More energy.
More consistent with my path.
Can I be more productive, more valuable to others?
Can I offer a better view of an issue, a happier view of the world or simply to keep asking questions that matter to me, and perhaps matter to others?
I cannot image a better week than the one I just had – in terms of things going well. On several work/business fronts, progress, accomplishment, income. Ego intact. Wallet sustained. What more could I want?
What?
Lots, and nothing.
Plenty, and nothing.
I am a complete human – most parts still work, most of my ideas please me, most of my emotions have a place to flourish.
Inspires me even more when I’m feeling better.
I like how he talks about feeling better, being better and getting along better with our world.
I feel better when I listen to him, better about how we are all doing – and that seems worth giving thanks for.
Seems right this weekend.
Mark Kolke
P.S.: for movie fans – if you’ve not seen The Judge, I recommend it. SB and I saw it last night. It is a long sit (141 minutes) but worthy of the time spent. The acting is good. The writing is superb. A couple of the plot twists were too-convenient, but otherwise complex in a good way.
column written/ published from Calgary
morning walk: 7C/45F, Gusta trotting – me following, remnants of night, a few clouds, a lot of stars, a lot of empty streets waiting to be filled with activity …
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