I've been thinking about the rich man, the camel and the eye of the needle lately. It seems to me that as I've gotten older and more comfortable (read: possessions not financial stability) that I feel more and more disconnected from the vital parts of life.
When I was poor and it was a struggle to feed myself and pay my bills, I remember spending time doing things that didn't cost any money, walking, reading, contemplating. I remember being present in the moment. I remember joy and sadness being close to me most of the time.
It's not that I'm not happy now, it's just that things feel not quite real. Like the objects and priorities in my life are buzzing colour that I can't see beyond.
Is it possible that suffering enhances happiness? I'm not asking for suffering, and I'm certainly grateful for all of the abundance I have. I feel though that I may be losing sight of what's important in life, and not truly enjoying what I have.
When I was poor and it was a struggle to feed myself and pay my bills, I remember spending time doing things that didn't cost any money, walking, reading, contemplating. I remember being present in the moment. I remember joy and sadness being close to me most of the time.
It's not that I'm not happy now, it's just that things feel not quite real. Like the objects and priorities in my life are buzzing colour that I can't see beyond.
Is it possible that suffering enhances happiness? I'm not asking for suffering, and I'm certainly grateful for all of the abundance I have. I feel though that I may be losing sight of what's important in life, and not truly enjoying what I have.
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Whence, it's not so easy for the rich; but not impossible.
I think you've captured just the right sentiment there, especially for this time of the year. When people are busy running around buying each other expensive things trying to impress. I'll take a card and a hug over plasma tv anyday.