Many times we are not aware that in this life we are mere passengers. Often, we worry about issues and things that are not really important enough while we neglect the essentials and even the precious and joyful things of being alive. I think I have already mentioned why I usually make these types of posts so personal and reflective, but for those people who have not yet heard, I say that when you deal daily with people's suffering and regrets, (in my work I see a lot of these things) you take something home with you....
It is simply impossible to remain indifferent or unaffected.... At the end of the day, I am a human being
and of course I feel and suffer a lot.... This time, I have had days full of some thoughts in my mind. Perhaps due to the very season of Christmas and togetherness.... I feel that the fact that I also recently had a birthday in conjunction with some things that I keep claiming for myself, makes me not stop long enough to enjoy how fortunate I have been.
My life has been full of gigantic joys. My daughter is a healthy, cheerful and totally happy child. She does not worry about anything nor does she harbor bitterness or traumas in her heart. She is simply a little piece of that heaven that all religions promise, but on this plane, here and now.... For a couple of years now, I feel that the days go by too fast. I am not really aware of many things.... For example, that I have noticed a couple of wrinkles that were simply not there before.... Or, that in spite of personal wishes, my daughter is growing every day and every day that goes by, that little girl I used to hold in my arms is moving further away from reality, and this beautiful and slender little teenager is left behind.
I am not lying when I say that during the late afternoons of the last 2 or 3 weeks I have been meditating, reflecting, sitting, with a coffee and nothing but my solitude. Close to home there are several ideal places for that necessary contemplation of solitude. In a materialistic, selfish world with insatiable cravings for consumerism, it is extremely difficult not to get caught up in oneself.... Many times, the very thing we crave is contaminated by how we have been conditioned around us...
For a better way to exemplify it, I'll use this link I learned from a talk with my boyfriend: The story of Matthew Le Tissier. Don't worry, I didn't know who this guy was either, but now I will never forget him. Le Tessier was a former British soccer player, who was a trendsetter with his wonderful game. Pure talent and skill. In his time (in the 90's) he was wanted by the best teams in England, but Le Tessier never left his team. A modest team in the south of England. Nobody understood Matthew. He just shrugged, smiled and said: “I am happy at Southhampton, I have my family, I have enough to live several lives. I don't want any more...” And there the anecdote ends. Le Tissier was no less than anyone else, neither cowardly nor unambitious: he just knew how to recognize what he had and that was it. I want to do the same as Matthew.
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