WHERE TO LOOK FOR LIFE: in heaven or under the feet?
This question is difficult, and may not even have a clear answer. Because in different periods of life we can look under feet, so as not to inadvertently harm yourself and others. But in the next minute, glance upwards at the flying over our ultra-modern aircraft.
To think, in my opinion, need something else. How to find the "Golden mean".
To live in a state of Awareness,
noticing peripheral vision it, what's happening right under our noses. At the same time building far-reaching plans of conquering the mountain peaks, or the world of cryptocurrency and blockchain.
Remember the parable of happiness, when the merchant sent his son to the sage? After forty days the young man came to a magnificent Palace. Received from the sage spoonful of oil. And looking under feet, passed through all chambers of the Palace, not noticing anything.
— Go back and look at all the miracles in my house, – then said the Sage. – You can't trust a man until you know where and how he lives.
The second attempt of young man was successful. All the curiosities and rarities were studied. But, looking up to heaven, he did not keep track of the oil.
— That is the only advice, which I can give you, – said he the wisest of the wise. – The secret of happiness is to see all, that wonderful and glorious world, and never to forget about two drops of oil in a teaspoon.
To be honest, usually this battle of a spoon with oil and carpets with parchments, as a rule, won the first. Yeah, I was looking around, who can argue!
And in the few milliseconds on a global scale, what I was allowed myself, I'm could perceive the ghosts of the distant countries and catch some divine lines and rhymes.
But then again, with even more diligence, watched under feet.
Fear not keep track of the oil was akin to the fear of "honours pupil" and the childhood fears, about that I write later.
Most likely these fears of the same order — the desire to always be good, to play it safe at every opportunity. In order to me not scolded for oil, spilled Annushkoy, which became the beginning of tremendous upheavals (like the "butterfly effect") in the famous novel Bulgakov's "Master and Margarita".
I admit, that I exaggerate a little, and so super-duper good do not consider myself. But to be without solid ground *under my feet even to me, an Air sign, is not very simple. Because I recently refused a permanent job "at the bench" and surrendered to the will of freelancing.
Yes, I'm cook airbags, fearing for their feet. But more and more often, allow myself to be distracted, and to rise above myself — to try something new, unknown.
Allow imagination and fantasy to go up **to heavens**.
Knowing, that the Earth is waiting for me. And that I can always go back...
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Live in the moment :D
That is all we have
Soy tu tio
And I love the vinaigrette. And also try to live here and now=)))
It was actually really good and simple to make
yup it is hard to stay focused in the now with all the things we have to worry about but sometimes it is useless to worry
I think your reasonings would have liked @vm2904. His interesting post about solitude
Нам изначально дано два пути.
Мы по жизни все время выбираем.
А так ли выбирали мы,
В конце пути узнаем.
Ну вот, почти стихи получились;-)
Точно, в рифму. Спасибо тебе за стихи и за ссылку=)) Обязательно сейчас загляну и прочитаю этот пост=))
Привет!
Мой прошлый акк заблочен и не могу его восстановить. Произошел непонятный глюк.
Искренне твоя
Ворона =)
Оооо, а я думала, Юль — куда ты пропала?=)))