require (something) because it is essential or very important.
Whatever we Need will Control us. We think of these things like Our Breath. Without it we Feel We Die. Fade Into Oblivion. We become Invisible. Irrelevant. Purposeless. Our life Feels In Vain.
For some its External Validation. Admiration. Others, it’s Wealth. Status.
Some Days we Have It All. Some Years. A Golden Decade. An Admiring Tribe of Supporters. Money and Status Comes Easily.
For Some, Circumstances Change. What we’ve come to Believe We Need, Slips Away. We aren’t As Shiny. Passersby Don’t Look Twice. Our Bank Accounts Dwindle. Our Status is a Few Levels Below Amazing.
None of it Matters. Unless you Need it. And Need is a Nasty Rollercoaster in Maybe Land. Maybe Today’s the Day. Maybe this Will Work. Maybe …Maybe…Maybe. It’s like a Sipping a Straw in the Very Bottom of a Draining Well. Mostly Nothing, but Frantic Hope.
So Today I Need Serenity. It’s Free for the Taking. I Need Joy. It’s All Around Me. I Need Simplicity, and that’s Up to Me.
I feel we should be able to describe in a few sentences our Life’s Objective. When the Dust Settles Over our Finished Lives, what will our Lives Accomplished? The Ripple Effect of our Lives we Cannot Deny. Whether it has been One of Good or Not So Good is the Only Variable in Our Control.
So Here’s Mine…
The First Draft Anyway…
I want to Walk Gently. Love Fiercely. Be a Lifelong Learner. Open Minded. Not Bitter. Always Grateful. Ever Hopeful. To Smile Always. Cry when Necessary. Embrace Change. Pure in My Thoughts Towards Others. Courageous.
Most of these Characteristics are States of Being. Because if we aren’t these things, our Accomplishments Don’t Matter.
Accomplishments come to those who first have learned….
Here’s To Being!
Let me know your Life Objective! Can’t Wait to Hear!!
They Make Tears Run Down My Face Like Rivers. The Wind as I walk Charlie Whisks them Away. The Stain Still Smeared on my Cheeks. Sometimes, they just Show up Unannounced. Demanding Entry. Smashing Down my Bolted Heart’s Door.
Shame. Regret. Grief. Longing. Fear. Pain.
Gosh What a Family.
They Rip the Living Room Carpet Up Every Time. Exposing the Elephants in the Room. There’s a lot of Elephant Excrement too under that Dang Rug.
They Demand my Attention. That they be Acknowledged. Their Needs Attended to. Which Always Includes that Dumb Elephant.
When they Show their Ugly Heads Around, I know my Dream Day is Gone. That I will now be Engrossed in this Flipping Family Fraught with Failures. Feelings. I will Cry Inconsolably. I will Wish. I will Repeat “I’m So Sorry” to No One and Everyone Inparticular.
But You Know What, Each Time They Come, They Lay Claim to an Elephant. They Drag its Lumbering Behind Out the Door with them. Like they’re taking Some Treasure. If They Only Knew.
I Feel Lighter. The Living Room Rug is One Less Elephant Lumpy. And A lot Less Smelly. I Got More Heart Leg Room. Room to Stretch. Room for Good Guests.