Sometimes I long for creature comforts. Material things beckon to satisfy. But material riches are empty and at last create more want, satisfying nothing.
More often I crave experiences. They offer eternal value; opportunities for curiosity, inspiration, ideas, knowledge, and fulfilment.
Creature comforts are worth sacrificing for an ascetic existence in order to instead indulge in experiences. A spartan habit forces me to progress towards the person I would ultimately like to be; divergent from human nature, growing more low-maintenance with age.
I want to destroy my human tendency to build a fortress around myself made up of terrene effects meant to evade the eternal realities of change, challenge, and the passing of time. I want to obliterate any form of fortress walls and instead be liberated and open that the waves of life can wash over me, inspiring hope in place of fear.
It is a lofty goal, that I fall spectacularly short of, but at least it is something to aspire to.
Beautifully put Morgan, I absolutely agree.
ReplyDeleteWow! How articulate you are my dear. I am totally on the same page, but wouldn't be able to put it as well as you! I actually feel very strongly about this subject. I care less and less about things and money. But I need money to have the experiences! But I think you and I are on the right track:) I look forward to many awesome experiences with you over the years!
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