So, I was walking along the beach this morning (see previous post). & I had told myself in no uncertain terms: No More Seashells!!!!
But I am a greedy woman … when it comes to seashells, anyway (are we not all greedy for one thing or another? Even if it’s just for enlightenment... or peace?)
Anyway. So, inevitably I wound up picking up yet more shells – almost more than my one hand could carry.
So in one hand I was carrying a plastic bottle I’d picked up, planning to put it in the garbage, while the other was brimming with “new” seashells.
The hand with the plastic bottle (& one funny hole-y shell) was not very full, while the one with all the other shells was very full.
& I thought “Yes! It’s a metaphor for life! A small amount of "garbage," & a great-great-great abundance of good & wonderful things.”
& I am so grateful that I am able to, that I choose, to see it that way. Because you know? Some days, & some weeks, really, are quite quite quite challenging… for all of us, no doubt … hmmm?
‘Quote of the day’ with this post: “There is only one courage, and that is the courage to go on dying to the past. Not to collect it, not to accumulate it, not to cling to it. We all cling to the past, and because we cling to it we become unavailable to the present.” – Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh