Simplicity Key To Joy

“Simplicity, simplicity, simplicity!  I say let your affairs be as one, two, or three and not a hundred or a thousand… We are happy in proportion to the things we can do without.”Henry David Thoreau

Amen.

Midlife Weekend Warrior

Saturday.  Finally.  “Thought it would never get here”, people exclaim. Can you relate?

We see it over and over and over, don’t we:

  • “Can’t wait for the weekend”.
  • “Thought the weekend would never get here”.
  • “The week is finally over”.
  • “The week was hell”.

If we are truly thankful for our midlife situation, wouldn’t it sound more like this?:

  • “Can’t wait to get started again on Monday”.
  • “The week flew by”.
  • “Wish I had one more day before Saturday”.
  • “That was the best week of my life”.

All I’m trying to say is thankfulness places a whole new perspective on how we see the world and our place in it. But you already know that, right?

Mid Life Celebration

Mid Life Celebration.  Mid Life Crisis.

If I have to explain the difference between a Mid Life Crisis and  a Mid Life Celebration, then you may find the concept too much to grasp.

However, if you can look at the two phrases, and say the two phrases, and immediately sense the opposing attitude each brings, well, then you might already know the huge opportunity that awaits anyone facing midlife.

It’s so simple it defies logic.

Just like being thankful.  Being thankful is so simple it defies logic.   This is why I am constantly giving thanks.  If I pause and give thanks 100 times each day, it wouldn’t be enough to keep up with all there is to be thankful for.

Ever think about stuff like this?

The Real Problem With Leisure?

“The real problem of your leisure is how to keep other people from using it”.Anonymous

Ain’t it the truth? Most of it is our own fault though. It is for me anyway.

Always trying to do better.  Always trying to please others.  Never satisfied with the status quo. Over-achiever. Workaholic. Can’t say no.  The list goes on and on.

Here’s another truth, that no one wants to admit. We control our choices.  Not the outcomes, but our choices.

While the outcomes are in the hands of a power we can’t begin to imagine, our choices are not.  Our choices are ours.

You’d think we would have this figured out by mid life.  Why is this so difficult to remember?