Life is one big circle. So many facets of our existence are truly ironic. We spend all our lives trying to find meaning. We have jobs we despise in order to make that “decent paycheck” thinking money is going to unravel the mystery of the universe. What do we need the money for anyway; to buy more things? Why do we need so many gadgets and toys? If I didn’t have to work so hard to make money, I wouldn’t have to spend so much money to feel better about working so hard.
And so, like so many people I know, I have missed the big picture. Every once in a while I am able to take a step back from myself and catch my breath. What I observe is hysterical. I run away from what I need to obtain that which confuses me into running away even more.
What would happen if I just stopped running for once?