“Everything exists for some end, a horse, a vine. Why do you wonder? Even the sun will say, I am for some purpose, and the rest of the gods will say the same. For what purpose then are you? To enjoy pleasure? See if common sense allows this.”
Marcus Aurelius — Meditations Book 8
Why not post after, oh, about a year…or more really? Today, I really need it so here goes.
Is pleasure to be pursued? Does it bring happiness, or is it just a drug, something that you need more of? Continue reading
I suffer this justly: for I choose rather to become good tomorrow than to be good today. Marcus Aurelius
(Special thanks to coffee, which at the heart of the matter, is partially responsible for this post.)
The only thing you can control, which is your own perception and attitude (very stoic, BTW). While I was fairly happy before, I very recently had an “A-ha moment” of realization that happiness is about deciding to be happy. Years of meditation/philosophy led me to it, but it doesn’t have to be that way, I was just ready when I was ready, I guess. Not tomorrow, not when I get a raise, not when I’m out of debt, not in Hawaii, not flying, not when I get a favorite meal, or when any other needs are satisfied, right NOW. And now I see and feel the dance every day.
Don’t just do something, sit there!
I mean really, really sit there. No thinking, no judging. No naming, categorizing. Just be. Feel the wind, but don’t say “that is the wind.” Don’t wonder if it is a sea breeze or a land breeze. Don’t measure…gail, breeze, 10 knots, 4 mph…just feel it.
Feel the warmth of the sun. No judging….it’s too hot. Hotter than yesterday (comparing). I wish it wasn’t so hot. I wish my son could be here with me in the sun. I wish I had spent more time outdoors with my wife. I wonder if my daughter gets outside. Don’t do that! Just–feel–the–sun.
Sense your breath. Don’t name it. Feel. Lungs filling with refreshing air. Expelling CO2. Refreshed. New Oxygen, refreshed. Wonderful breath. Two working lungs above the Earth’s surface. Someday those lungs will be nothing but carbon below the surface…good to know…now back to just breathing…so content.
CN Tower, Toronto
“Either there is a fatal necessity and invincible order, or a kind Providence, or a confusion without a purpose and without a director. If then there is an invincible necessity, why dost thou resist? But if there is a Providence which allows itself to be propitiated, make thyself worthy of the help of the divinity. But if there is a confusion without governor, be content that in such a tempest thou hast in thyself a certain ruling intelligence. And even if the tempest carry thee away, let it carry away the poor flesh, the poor breath, everything else; for the intelligence at least it will not carry away.” Marcus’ Meditations Final Book.
So many of us want a sure bet, a final answer, a dead ringer for the truth. Continue reading