And yet..., we rarely stop long enough to realise the immediacy of this moment.
Instead, we rush forward:
Perhaps it's how we're wired — to do, always — but then again, what's wrong with doing nothing, sitting in silence, and contemplating life?
I know it doesn't play to the anodyne narrative that says we've got to be someone to be something but when I think back to those few people who've inspired me, they've done so not by what they achieved, but in accepting life fully; and I mean the full catastrophe (see the wonderful book by Jon Kabat-Zin, "Full Catastrophe Living").
What am I saying?
Nothing, really. How you're expressed is unique, and if you're disposed to climb the nearest ladder of success or start a business or write then that's wonderful. But perhaps as we race forward to the end of the year, it's time to sit in silence, do nothing and see whether the feeling (perhaps) that something's missing in your life can be expressed a different way to what's driven you on for all these years. Sadly in my case, I had to suffer the ignominy of being poleaxed by a small bleed on the brain — not very pleasant, trust me — to finally sit down and invite a more a beautiful set of questions than the ones I'd be living for the last 30 years.
Blessings and love.
Ju.( Collapse )