I’m not an experience-collector.
Experiencing new things doesn’t make life richer, for my attention is not in the experience, but on the experiencer, therefore the constant flow of experiencing fills my cup rather beautifully, without the need to venture off onto a road less travelled.
Surely anything that is here one moment and gone the next doesn’t qualify as a safe investment of our wellbeing.
Yet I find that’s how the majority of us live.
No singled out experience can top being in unconditional love.
No desire… no fear.
All experience is made out of the same stuff.
See it, and you’ll never feel the urge to “experience something new” ever again.
Don’t see it, and book that cruise in that faraway destination, that you’ve always wanted to see.
When a dog catches its tail, the wagging stops.
Until it starts again.
We don’t need to go anywhere or do anything to feel alive.
It’s all in the being.
A friend who was diagnosed with cancer told me, “Today, I saw the trees.”
They were always there.
Brandon Lee, in his last interview, before being shot and killed, whilst filming The Crow, quoted a book called The Sheltering Sky.
“Because we don’t know when we will die, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens only a certain number of times, and a very small number really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, an afternoon that is so deeply a part of your being that you can’t even conceive of your life without it? Perhaps four, five times more, perhaps not even that. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps 20. And yet it all seems limitless.”
It’s all here.
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