
It seems to me today as I sit here - putting off doing what needs to be so as to sit in a public library and annoy people with insistent key strokes, when they want nothing more than to not be annoyed by the aforementioned - that what we so desire in this world is right in front of our faces, all the time, just sitting there waiting for us to take hold of it.
But what is it that we desire? I doubt very much that it is "stuff" that plagues our minds, nor do I think it is money or fame; we want these, but only because we see them as tools to get what we really want.
We want happiness. It is all that we want. Sure, we crave good food, nice cars, expensive clothes, and big houses, but in the end, we crave these things because we think they will make us happy - that somehow these things have the power to do what we, ourselves, cannot.
The truth of the matter though, I think, is that our happiness lingers, ever present, right in front of our little faces if only we will take the time to look at it. Happiness is not found in a five thousand dollar watch, in a Mercedes Benz, or on the internet, rather, it is located in our kids faces, a flower, a snow flake, and ultimately within ourselves, either aided or bridled by our own attitudes.
Some would look at my small little apartment - ever a mess - and say, "what a miserable life you must lead!", but that same person, in their big house, with their fancy car, cannot sleep at night; cannot see the wonder in the life around them; cannot enjoy the presence of their own spouse for all the nonsense on their mind; and knowing that, which of us is indeed unhappy?
So, I wonder, if we admitted that "Stuff" will not bring us happiness and we were able to admit that "stuff" is only a means to an end, could we then break free of this cycle of consume, exploit, waste, take, consume, exploit, waste, take...?
Imagine if we were able to find our own bliss within life's bliss; imagine if we could even notice life's bliss in the first place. Would there be a need for money, fame, oil, diamonds, gold, etc..? Or, if we found delight in a flower, in bird, in the things in this world that are truly amazing, would there be war, hatred, and all their ilk?
Who knows? But to me, it is a wonderful notion, de facto
