When's Enough?

 One of the driving forces in human nature is to improve. It's good and bad at the same time. It's what man has achieved and while there are those who want to tear it all down again to make it "right", and that's okay, because it's what Man does. Some voice, "it's never enough", and these days, it appears to be true in many ways. Seems there is never enough peace or money or fun or whatever else "turns your crank". If  you don't know that term, a "crank" was the way some of the first cars were started. No turning little keys or punching buttons to get it going, in those days. And I do remember my dad cranking our old Ford. The air was sometimes blue when this was happening. Back on topic: I know too many people who have what I call "everything", but are still craving to make it more. They won't stop wanting to make more money or cook the best food or rear the most brilliant kids or live in the biggest house or drive the greatest car. Goes on and on. When do they have time to sit and let the trees look at them, as someone said on the radio this morning. I'm not a mystic who knows much about The Third Eye, but I think we do have a kind of "third eye" in all of us. It's the one that dares to look inside at who we are. We all have a third eye, but we seldom take the time to use it. What do we truly want? What is enough? If we have enough, which is something different for every person, why can't we sit back and use that third eye to find out what makes us happy? Are we too busy "improving" to simply look around us and go perhaps outside to just sit  or walk and look. To do nothing. Try it. I dare you. Turn off and leave, at home, the electronic junk and take a chance to do this. Don't plug a gizmo into your ear to drown out what's there or check your pulse as you pound along some path in your Lulu Lemons. Just stop, and sit and look and do absolutely nothing for a few hours. Find, without distraction, the real you, not the one you think you are going to improve on for "success". Success is a myth.  Remember, that "you" person? The beauty, and it is true beauty, of old age is giving up all the stupid things we thought we needed and had to have and finally found we could be content with. It's what we do have. Sometimes it is one room in a "home", a place where all worries are over and you can enjoy your memories without interruption except for the routines to be endured. Sometimes, it's being on your home sun deck or yard and watching the clouds drifting by or the rain drops coming down or the snow flying or a bird singing somewhere or a gull riding high in the wind. It's not something poetic, it's life, the real one, not the one on a screen or in music  or somebody you have to impress. It's where you are, the space in the air you are filling, your breathing. It's your body that is you alone. Your body is really all you own in this life. Don't be embarrassed to understand that your body is all important because you are "here" just as you are, and what you have, is you. And that's enough.