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"Life, I was once told, is about living life and being able to look back with satisfaction on a life well-lived."
(No comment about this from this writer . . .)
As of this writing I believe that it is wise to not expect perfection from ourselves or others, nor think that we all possess the ability to call the shots as if WE were in the bleachers and not in the middle of the skirmish of existence.
Pretty difficult to be both spectator and player.
Living demands that one stay alive and continue to play without the advantage of having it all figured out . (Tabula rasa)
Unexpected situations may throw us off our 'game', and one may think that all the players in life are playing the same game, and/or have the same book of rules that guide their play by play choices.
Expect the unexpected.
One does not know where one is headed is until the path disappears.
(There must be some swanky 'Zen" in this, but beyond me, for sure.)
Finding out who we truly are is revealed through trials, circumstances and. of course, choices.
What kind of person one is is depicted by the picture we paint for and of ourselves. ANY artistic endeavor, and life itself, requires, study, discipline, trial and error and the undying passion to improve- constantly. Not everyone refers all kinds of art and no one, that I know of, masters all art forms. Talented people abound. Talent is not incredibly rare.
Enjoying being engrossed in the fun of creativity, like a child does, is worth reverting back to if we find ourselves not enjoying the freedom of creating for creating's sake.
Bouncing around like a pinball; bumping here, there, over and around is still in the game- the game of "U". Perhaps exploring artist endeavors; running through the waters of creativity like a child on the shore is what we do, who we are. No matter what the end result, if the adventure gave us release, enjoyment, an unfettered feeling of aliveness, who is to say that it is not living a life that one may look back on with pride and satisfaction.
Where did you get your 'book or rules'?
Did a parent, a best friend, a bully, a wife or husband or significant other, advertisement, teacher, minister, book write it?
If one does not know, then how can it be relied on?
The answer is: 'all of the above'
Everyone one we meet, love, know, or hear about had a hand in writing the rules , but it is 'we' who must live and learn which ones are relevant to us.
The answers my friends are
"Blowing in the wind, the answers are blowing in the wind".
May the ever changing winds of life fill your sails; take you on wondrous adventures that show you who you are and how you can live the short time you have to look back on
a life well-lived!
"Life, I was once told, is about living life and being able to look back with satisfaction on a life well-lived."
(No comment about this from this writer . . .)
As of this writing I believe that it is wise to not expect perfection from ourselves or others, nor think that we all possess the ability to call the shots as if WE were in the bleachers and not in the middle of the skirmish of existence.
Pretty difficult to be both spectator and player.
Living demands that one stay alive and continue to play without the advantage of having it all figured out . (Tabula rasa)
Unexpected situations may throw us off our 'game', and one may think that all the players in life are playing the same game, and/or have the same book of rules that guide their play by play choices.
Expect the unexpected.
One does not know where one is headed is until the path disappears.
(There must be some swanky 'Zen" in this, but beyond me, for sure.)
Finding out who we truly are is revealed through trials, circumstances and. of course, choices.
What kind of person one is is depicted by the picture we paint for and of ourselves. ANY artistic endeavor, and life itself, requires, study, discipline, trial and error and the undying passion to improve- constantly. Not everyone refers all kinds of art and no one, that I know of, masters all art forms. Talented people abound. Talent is not incredibly rare.
Enjoying being engrossed in the fun of creativity, like a child does, is worth reverting back to if we find ourselves not enjoying the freedom of creating for creating's sake.
Bouncing around like a pinball; bumping here, there, over and around is still in the game- the game of "U". Perhaps exploring artist endeavors; running through the waters of creativity like a child on the shore is what we do, who we are. No matter what the end result, if the adventure gave us release, enjoyment, an unfettered feeling of aliveness, who is to say that it is not living a life that one may look back on with pride and satisfaction.
Where did you get your 'book or rules'?
Did a parent, a best friend, a bully, a wife or husband or significant other, advertisement, teacher, minister, book write it?
If one does not know, then how can it be relied on?
The answer is: 'all of the above'
Everyone one we meet, love, know, or hear about had a hand in writing the rules , but it is 'we' who must live and learn which ones are relevant to us.
The answers my friends are
"Blowing in the wind, the answers are blowing in the wind".
May the ever changing winds of life fill your sails; take you on wondrous adventures that show you who you are and how you can live the short time you have to look back on
a life well-lived!