Perspectives...

From time immemorial, the meaning of my life had a easy correlation to my personal measurable success. The meaning of life was what everyone 'thought' about me. I now realize what I fool I have been! I am even more  frustrated that children continue to be raised with that notion.  I don't know if what I am going to write further will make any sense to the reader but here goes...what I know now is that the meaning of life cannot be measured by any society driven metric. Its simply about the moments that give you goosebumps, that bring tears to your eyes for no apparent reason, that which fills the heart with a sense of spaciousness that this is it, this is all i need.The more I get these moments in my lifetime here, the closer I get to the ultimate truth....

I have heard myself saying "I want this" or "I want more", so many times now that it does not seem out of place when these do come out of my mouth. As humans, we are wired to desire, to long for more. To not be satiated is the birth right! The coveted house, the zippy car, the stainless steel appliances, the new spice jars or that incredibly beautiful spatula?!?....the things that seem desirable or absolutely essential for my sane living is funny and sad at the same time. But then I took a new job which requires me to stay away from my very mediocre 2 bedroom rental, that has steadily grown on us, I must add. And it didn't really take a lot of time to set things into perspective! Not long at all! There are two things that I miss, miss in a way that the pit of my stomach hurts when I sit here in a eerie hotel room with the tv on....how glamorous  is that!  One i miss my baby....oh no matter how articulately I try to express that feeling, I will fail. Le

Everyone who has ever known me will tell you that I am very ambitious. Have been for pretty much all of my life. And that has led to discontent. The whole idea around ambition is, and i speak for myself, you keep lofty goals and you are so driven and motivated that you achieve them. Failure is not a choice. Once a goal is reached, you look for another lofty one. And it goes on. My perspective is that ambition and discontent go hand in hand.  I have been mostly discontent around my career. I have always wanted something bigger and better. What I have presently, never seemed good enough to me. Or way too easy or I felt like I have conquered that territory, I need to capture something else. I have frowned on people who have seemed content, even my husband. Many a times, he has received unsolicited advice from me on what he should do next. For God's grace, he has only ever ignored my suggestions. But his serenity has always irked and provoked me. His ideals have always been counter

The beauty of priorities in life is that is it so consistent with life itself...it keeps changing. As I move into a new phase in my life where I am striving to adjust to a new lifestyle and way of living, this fact has never been as clear to me. Our lives are like earth itself, rotating into different phases and revolving around our most important relationships,both  professional and personal. But the magnificence of life is that there is no pattern and there is an inherent unpredictability. Well its the same for our priorities. Since time immemorial  I have heard that life is a discovery and till very recently, I treated it like other apparently BS philosophies I keep hearing. They are all coming true and laughing at my face:). Life is indeed a discovery project with priorities acting as a mirror at every stage of this project. When we see the mirror, we know the truth in our soul. Now, what we do with that knowledge is a choice we make.... that's a whole another beast! But I kn