I woke up early this morning with these thoughts rolling through my head and had to write them down.
A Good Life. We all want to live a good life. But what does that mean? I suspect that at the core it’s fairly simple.
We all want a life in which we make our proper difference in the world and it makes its proper difference in us.
We seek the journey and result that our being here makes a positive impact for good, however small it may seem, since there is no such thing as small in the realm of the spirit.
We want to be and become with appropriate action, wonder, and most of all, love.
We hope to serve as a blessing to others wherever we are, and to the broader natural world.
And we want to grow into some version of our better or higher or even best self, in the circumstances given us and that we form throughout this adventure.
We may not have all the words for these things explicitly in our minds along the way, and we may not keep consistently on track, but this is what we are born to aspire to, and what's always hidden away in the bottom of our hearts. And all of this, seasoned with gratitude, hope, and compassion along the way, is, I think, a good life.
