So here I am. It's the evening, my chores are done, the wee boy is down in his crib and I have free time. It's kind of frightening!
I don't know what it is. Maybe it's the concept of spring and that I actually DO like fresh air, flowers and sunshine. But I'm feeling rather good about things in general. Yeah, people will always argue about the state of the planet, the corruption of politicians and the random chaos that mankind has ensued upon itself; but in my own little world - life isn't all bad. Yes there will always be people who make more than you do and will be more successful than you even though they have the intellect of a distracted fruit fly. But so what? There have been people like that for centuries. Our lives are so impermanent and fleeting and those successful people are just as vulnerable. It's the small things. The oh so small things. And I know I'm sounding like a fortune cookie here and some of you are rolling your eyes at this plate of Trite a la Mode but you know what? That's ok! So I'm being a bit sentimental and mellow. It's probably the hormones, the phase of the moon or the amount of chocolate I had today. My point is that for all that we, as the human race, bitch and complain about the state of things and especially what THINGS you have, - we're all so impermanent that the THINGS don't matter. It's an epiphany, as a friend of mine used to say. A clear understanding of something that is so obvious you never saw it staring you in the face.
I'm so mellow right now there are probably a few people in Savannah wondering what kind of hash cookies I've been eating.
I don't know what it is. Maybe it's the concept of spring and that I actually DO like fresh air, flowers and sunshine. But I'm feeling rather good about things in general. Yeah, people will always argue about the state of the planet, the corruption of politicians and the random chaos that mankind has ensued upon itself; but in my own little world - life isn't all bad. Yes there will always be people who make more than you do and will be more successful than you even though they have the intellect of a distracted fruit fly. But so what? There have been people like that for centuries. Our lives are so impermanent and fleeting and those successful people are just as vulnerable. It's the small things. The oh so small things. And I know I'm sounding like a fortune cookie here and some of you are rolling your eyes at this plate of Trite a la Mode but you know what? That's ok! So I'm being a bit sentimental and mellow. It's probably the hormones, the phase of the moon or the amount of chocolate I had today. My point is that for all that we, as the human race, bitch and complain about the state of things and especially what THINGS you have, - we're all so impermanent that the THINGS don't matter. It's an epiphany, as a friend of mine used to say. A clear understanding of something that is so obvious you never saw it staring you in the face.
I'm so mellow right now there are probably a few people in Savannah wondering what kind of hash cookies I've been eating.

*hugs*