Actually, having embarked on the start of a journey in minimising my things this year, I can really vouch for this.
Of all the things I have given or disposed of since January, not a single item has been sought after, not a single thing missed.
Instead I feel less cluttered, free to do what I’ve always been wanting to do – create more. More art, more music, more me-time.
And having less things around me has actually helped me do more of that.
And the journey continues 🙂
– Kahlil Gibran.
And today will be tomorrow’s.
Does transience render all things meaningless?
I sometimes ask myself that.
But that would be the fatalist way to live, and I’m not inclined to think that way either.
So I make a choice.
I choose to see change and impermanence as pre-requisites for growth, for discovery, for connection. For meaning. Far from meaningless.
And because there are days and moments when it may be harder to remember this choice, to remember that impermanence is not cruel but can be beautiful, that change is not overwhelming but can be growth-inducing – that’s when writing posts like these help.
Which can be the hardest thing to do, sometimes, but also the most necessary.
At the risk of sounding quite hippie… Yup.
So I recently found myself in a situation where I wasn’t quite sure what kind of courage I needed to show, or for what reason I needed to show the courage for.
Unfortunately I took the easy way out and kept quiet, neither fighting for myself nor others. And came to regret it, a little bit.
Learning in progress. Work in progress. Always in progress.
Quality improvement in progress.
Every once in a while, I go back to some old journals, and never fail to be amazed by what I find.
Did I really think that way? Did I really write these things?
It’s always a useful glimpse into the past, present, and even the future. Because I am then reminded that even this “mind”, which we think is our constant, this “me” that we think has always been consistent…
Are far from it.
And the journey of knowing and changing continues.
Off for the yearly retreat to be by the Arabian Sea.
Not exactly physically alone, but I suppose solitude is as much a state of mind as much as it is a physical state.