“The great thing about getting older is that you don’t lose all the other ages you’ve been.”
― Madeleine L’Engle
Another trip around the sun has passed. Funny, how the one thing that seems to be happening with each year is that it becomes easier to choose happiness. It may seem cliché yet it becomes more and more obvious that bad moments don’t last so then it becomes a matter of how long we want to dwell in them and that particular flavour of masochism lost its appeal a long time ago. I get my kicks more in calm to enjoyment end of the spectrum now. The trick this past year is balancing that awareness with the knowledge that there are people suffering and work to be done to make life on this planet better for everyone. I have given up feeling that I must suffer to feel compassion for the suffering of another. Yes it hurts to see someone hurting yet I would rather help to relieve what pain I can and feel that joy. In the long run anything that adds to mankind’s total happiness cannot be a bad thing. Of course I still have much to learn but now at 52 I have a deck of years to shuffle.
Blessings, G
Pavilion by G A Rosenberg 