7 Philosophical Truths to Help You Live A More Fulfilling Life
Do we even know how to slow down anymore?
Have you ever asked yourself, “For f*cksake, why am I trying to do all the things?”
Many of us are on a furious journey to attain joy, happiness, success, and fulfillment. They’re thought of as final destinations we’re fighting tooth and nail to arrive at, sacrificing sanity as if it were less important. And arrival at these “destinations” signifies what exactly? Living in a meticulously designed, Brabbu-clad home where we can lay down in our luxurious 1,000 thread count Egyptian cotton sheets and finally (finally!) rest? Do life’s wrinkles all but fade away, leaving us grinning like the Chesire cat because we’ve made it?
We’re pursuing a mystical destination. And in our frantic quest, we pick up a few unsightly companions like stress, anger, depression, disappointment, frustration, overwhelm, obesity, unhappiness, loneliness… how the list goes on.
I’m caught up in the storm racing as well, trying to eke out a happy existence by trying to be and do all. the. things.
Things like trying to be a playful and fun mom, who never yells but somehow manages to have wildly well-mannered children with just a touch of socially-acceptable spunk; a supportive, loving, ready to jump in the sack at any time wife; a writer who writes every day, and a wellness coach, and entrepreneur; to maintain the perfect house; wear the right clothes; make friends with the moms and partake in circuitous conversations about the future of our children’s schooling. I’m in thick.
And none of it makes me particularly happy. So what am I doing? I’m so caught up in my quest that I often forget to slow down, be in the moment. In. The. Moment. And it feels so good when you’re in it because all of a sudden, the buzzing stops and things get quiet. Ever notice?
Life is too short to be this caught up in it all. Each day that passes is one less day we get. One. Less. Day. Think about that.
Every day we have the opportunity to do something simple: to be present so we can see the little joys. (They’re so small sometimes, but they’re there.) We don’t have to be living in the past or hyperventilate over the future. We can…
