How every activity has a lesson to teach. How much I appreciate my hand blender when I have no full-size blender. And how much I really cared for it when I did have the big one. But now, with the minimalistic but sufficient stuff, I do appreciate the lack of junk. Wait, this isnt what I opened my laptop at 2220 to write about when I was busy doing the dishes. I only wanted to write about how grateful I am for what I have, and how what I have is absolutely enough to give what I want. Well, not even that. It was just how lovely my prawn curry gravy turned out with the simple hand blender. soft and silky. And nothing more. Period.
And since I anyways opened my laptop, another self-observation confession. I was at Tesco. Picking groceries. Buying some, window-shopping some. There was a lot of stuff which I would have unmindfully picked up if I was back home and earning my buck. Now, I do think, definitely more than thrice (at least) before I pick something. Today, I was shopping light and thought I could just finish off and pick those forever pending stuff. Surprisingly, I didn't do it. I stared at it long enough for the impulse to gratify my brain and. And I just walked away. I felt good that I didn't give in to the impulse and that I could move on. The urge to possess is such an infatuation. So strong, yet so momentous. That moment, to give in ( like the way I ate my chocolate this morning) or move on (out of the house for a walk yday morning) does make a whole lot difference. I would most probably forget about that stuff (I can't even clearly recollect the entire list) till I set my eyes on them again. That is how important (or not) that stuff is to me. But had I given into the moment, I would have unnecessarily added value to it. An emotion. It is all the head. The product or the person is the same. It is what emotion or value you give to it in your head that makes all the difference to you.
As I walked away without an emotion, I felt mature ( another emotion, but to me and not the stuff. Yup, I value myself 8-).
To me!
Yours thoughtfully,
Me again :D
And since I anyways opened my laptop, another self-observation confession. I was at Tesco. Picking groceries. Buying some, window-shopping some. There was a lot of stuff which I would have unmindfully picked up if I was back home and earning my buck. Now, I do think, definitely more than thrice (at least) before I pick something. Today, I was shopping light and thought I could just finish off and pick those forever pending stuff. Surprisingly, I didn't do it. I stared at it long enough for the impulse to gratify my brain and. And I just walked away. I felt good that I didn't give in to the impulse and that I could move on. The urge to possess is such an infatuation. So strong, yet so momentous. That moment, to give in ( like the way I ate my chocolate this morning) or move on (out of the house for a walk yday morning) does make a whole lot difference. I would most probably forget about that stuff (I can't even clearly recollect the entire list) till I set my eyes on them again. That is how important (or not) that stuff is to me. But had I given into the moment, I would have unnecessarily added value to it. An emotion. It is all the head. The product or the person is the same. It is what emotion or value you give to it in your head that makes all the difference to you.
As I walked away without an emotion, I felt mature ( another emotion, but to me and not the stuff. Yup, I value myself 8-).
To me!
Yours thoughtfully,
Me again :D