It really is the difference between simply existing and truly living. That second look tells us much deeper truths about how beautiful life can be. Thank you for this. Love,Virg
I really like this. When you appreciate what you have in life, you build from strength and not from lack. You make decisions confidently and not from fear, as appreciation of what you have grounds you.
I take observance days to really retreat from the attention draining stimulation of the modern world. And sometimes, if I’m lucky, I’ll touch on feelings that I’d forgotten I had. A renewed sense of childlike wonder at the world.
I supped deeply from this lie, for decades, before learning (from experience) that it conveniently omits a central truth. You can appreciate, love, treasure, be grateful for, and actively choose every person and thing and moment in your life, and still the dissatisfaction (the “wanting more”) of a single person you loved and were grateful for can blow all of that into atoms. That woman mentioned by the writer — the one with the good job and fulfilling life — whom the writer assumes is unhappy because she can list what she has, is actually very wise to accumulate and enumerate. All women should do that. All girls should be taught to do that.
It’s wild how much of the world we miss just because our brains are constantly trying to figure out what we can get out of it. Definitely going to try and catch myself the next time I start mentally filing things away instead of actually looking at them.
It really is the difference between simply existing and truly living. That second look tells us much deeper truths about how beautiful life can be. Thank you for this. Love,Virg
I really like this. When you appreciate what you have in life, you build from strength and not from lack. You make decisions confidently and not from fear, as appreciation of what you have grounds you.
I take observance days to really retreat from the attention draining stimulation of the modern world. And sometimes, if I’m lucky, I’ll touch on feelings that I’d forgotten I had. A renewed sense of childlike wonder at the world.
I supped deeply from this lie, for decades, before learning (from experience) that it conveniently omits a central truth. You can appreciate, love, treasure, be grateful for, and actively choose every person and thing and moment in your life, and still the dissatisfaction (the “wanting more”) of a single person you loved and were grateful for can blow all of that into atoms. That woman mentioned by the writer — the one with the good job and fulfilling life — whom the writer assumes is unhappy because she can list what she has, is actually very wise to accumulate and enumerate. All women should do that. All girls should be taught to do that.
The cost of ignorance is the pain of repetition - lessons encourage Adaptive Accuracy on inevitable repeats…
Really loved this one ❤️thank you for the gentle reminder that everything I need is already here 🙏
Beautiful read 🙏
Namasté
I had several looks at this post. I think I appreciate it ; )
It’s wild how much of the world we miss just because our brains are constantly trying to figure out what we can get out of it. Definitely going to try and catch myself the next time I start mentally filing things away instead of actually looking at them.
Thank you so much
…not just look but See…not just hear but Listen.