Searching for Perfect

Do not wait;

the time will never be 'just right.'

Start where you stand,

and work with whatever tools you may have at your command,

and better tools will be found as you go along. (George Herbert)

We have a connundrum in our house at the moment.  An opportunity.  But it's not perfect.  Is it tolerable this chance? Yes.  But it's not perfect.  Will this opportunity make our life better? Hopefully.  Is it my decision as to whether or not we take this opportunity? Not completely, no.

What do I think?  I think that these days, "nirvana" opporunities are almost unheard of.  That an opportunity that provides security and some semblance of "normal" life again would be good.  That in this economy and at our time of life, any opportunity is a good opportunity.

So do we keep searching for the perfect opportunity?  Or do we content ourselves with one that might be "just" good? 

What do I think? I think perfection went out the window with perky breasts and 20/20 vision and I've been compromising with perfect ever since.

I think opportunities can become perfect if they are undertaken with confidence and might.

But heck.... what do I know?

Carpe Diem Dude!!

It's all an illusion

Where does the white go when the snow melts?

Hugh Kieffer

All the lessons I am learning lately, have to do with how everything or everyone is in a transition stage. Whether the fresh snow melting under the sunlight within days of having fallen, or the season turning one into the other, they all are in a moving stage of impermanence. Interestingly enough I know now, change is the only permanent element I can rely on. 
 
The complicated family situations, I have been confronted with this past Christmas back in France, were so hard for me to comprehend. I was refusing a change that was already well on its way. On the contrary faced with it, I still spent most of my energy refusing the transformation and fighting against it all. As a result my soul was left drained and hopeless. My body felt exhausted and I know jet-lag was not the only reason, my mind was churning around with all the "what-ifs, we-should-haves and how-come-we-didn't".

What saved me are you asking? Well first of all, I listened very intently to my inner whisper and took a blogging break almost right after coming back to Canada. It was hard to stay unplugged and I even felt very guilty for not keeping in touch with anyone. Yet as luck would have it the week I did not blog we had snow. A lot of it and I got to enjoy it all with Darling Daughter and Sweet son. We went out, slayed downhill, built a snow fort and I got my camera with me the whole time. The bright Winter sunlight replenished my whole being.

When I look at it now and understanding in my heart the illusion it all is, I feel peace and a stranger sense of contentment. I know it's out of my hand, that my only course of action is to be...just be. Writing it seems simple enough, and I am here to tell you it is quite a challenge for me. 

So here I am today sharing with you my insights. In doing so I am hoping it will be of help to anyone going through the rough patches, life is sometimes throwing our ways.

People Who Dream

“People who dream when they sleep at night know of a special kind of happiness which the world of the day holds not, a placid ecstasy, and ease of heart, that are like honey on the tongue. They also know that the real glory of dreams lies in their atmosphere of unlimited freedom. It is not the freedom of the dictator, who enforces his own will on the world, but the freedom of the artist, who has no will, who is free of will. The pleasure of the true dreamer does not lie in the substance of the dream, but in this: that there things happen without any interference from his side, and altogether outside his control. Great landscapes create themselves, long splendid views, rich and delicate colours, roads, houses, which he has never seen or heard of...”

― Karen Blixen