How many mothers make
sure their children wear the correct sized shoes and modern style? They go to
great lengths in instructing them not to scuff their new shoes or else there
will be all hell to pay. Of course, the first day on, they go to school and
come home with their shoes all scuffed up.
This
leads to many shouting bouts, much anxiety and lots of aggravation for the
devoted mum. Low and behold, before you know it, the little scamps have grown
out of their shoes and they have to be discarded and thrown in the garbage (the
shoes, not the kids).
In
life, everything we hold onto will eventually be discarded. Even our bodies, no
matter how well we look after them, will turn into dust and even the dust will
fade into nothingness. So, why get all hot and bothered about anything that has
a temporal nature. Yes, I can hear you say, “It's all-right for him to say
that, but he does not have my worries.”
I
doubt if there is one person on Earth who does not have to face daily
challenges to their sanity and well-being. It is not the devastations and
worries we need to deal with, it is how we deal with our own perspectives and
viewpoints that make all the difference. And that can never be found in the
mainstream intellectual reasoning of any human being, for to reason away one
crisis and treat it with medication or surgery, will only bring about another
unexpected desperate episode that stumps the wicket keeper.
The
only way to keep playing the game and enjoying the results is to go out into
the world and get your shoes all scuffed up. In other words, enjoy your life
and when the wrinkles start to appear on your face, make sure they are laughter
lines and don’t let cosmetic surgery cover up your happiness. Keep your mind
and body healthy by recognizing the person you are, before your personality and
ego was formed. Then act out your role-plays on Earth with the guidance of the
universal wizard that exists behind the easily provoked, personality
masquerade.
Enjoy
your kids growing-up. Enjoy their wedding day. Enjoy your retirement and before
you know it, you will be six feet under enjoying it as you turn to dust. I
guess even then, some anxious souls will still be worrying and fussing trying
to clean-up the dust in their coffin.