Thoughts for April :)
Just finished reading a book by a favourite writer. The book was about places that conveniently escape the itinerary of travel enthusiasts. The moment I finished reading it, I was already half way through my itinerary of places I need to visit. Great writings, I believe inspire you to do something.
People appreciate things differently. The enthusiasm that one finds at the sight of a majestic green paddy field might be reserved for fine dining at a high end restaurant or things exotic and expensive for some other.
What contributes to the attainment of complete joy or fulfillment in our lives? It might be a mad accumulation of material goods and luxury products for some. For others, it might be a little more than that. Those whose world is incomplete in their own world.
Looking back, I don't feel content thinking about the expensive bag that I bought with my first fellowship money as much I do about the time I spent with an autistic child whose drifting eyes had all the innocence in the world!
Stepping out of an eatery after tucking in a hearty meal and watching a group of cattle whiff the dirty plastic bags for scraps of food, it is discontentment of the highest order that I experience.
True satisfaction brims with joy when the universal language of gratitude from other worlds speaks to you.
What does it take to think and grow beyond our bubbled lives and look into other worlds? Worlds we never wish to to born into, but could easily take a step, or at least a peek into.
Worlds that could find a bit of space in our big itinerary.
Worlds that matter.
People appreciate things differently. The enthusiasm that one finds at the sight of a majestic green paddy field might be reserved for fine dining at a high end restaurant or things exotic and expensive for some other.
What contributes to the attainment of complete joy or fulfillment in our lives? It might be a mad accumulation of material goods and luxury products for some. For others, it might be a little more than that. Those whose world is incomplete in their own world.
Looking back, I don't feel content thinking about the expensive bag that I bought with my first fellowship money as much I do about the time I spent with an autistic child whose drifting eyes had all the innocence in the world!
Stepping out of an eatery after tucking in a hearty meal and watching a group of cattle whiff the dirty plastic bags for scraps of food, it is discontentment of the highest order that I experience.
True satisfaction brims with joy when the universal language of gratitude from other worlds speaks to you.
What does it take to think and grow beyond our bubbled lives and look into other worlds? Worlds we never wish to to born into, but could easily take a step, or at least a peek into.
Worlds that could find a bit of space in our big itinerary.
Worlds that matter.
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