I have those days when I feel as if I put a check in every box--they are rare but they are rewarding. Today was one of those days.
I was relatively calm with my children, I was at peace with myself, I drank coffee during the flow of life, made a crock-pot soup, took pictures of still-life--something I do not ever do yet it was extremely satisfying and pleasurable--better still, I even downloaded those pics right away. I know, I know, terribly mundane but that's huge satisfaction for me--pics usually sit in my camera until my memory card is full and I'm put into a position of ranking--delete this one, keep this one--until I finally sit my ass down and do the deed (the downloading pics deed, of course).
I felt such tremendous satisfaction that I began to contemplate the circumstances of satisfaction and how relative that achievement is--it varies across the board. Some reading this (yeah, right--this will ever find itself out of the recesses of cyberspace) will yawn and probably forego the nail-biting conclusion to check the balance on their library card but others might understand.
When I am in the now, in the moment, I can find pleasure with a leaf floating to the ground, a clean sink, a cup of coffee or a meal concocted from fridge scraps--and this is where I want to be, this is where I want to live. Because the truth of it is, it brings me peace, calms my pace and I talk nicer to my children.
I like talking nicer to my children--I want to be able to look them in their eyes and deserve the trust placed in me when they were born.
Monday, June 04, 2007
The guilty pleasure of satisfaction
Posted by Tina at 10:58 PM
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