What is more important to me then what I think is important?
I say that nature is the most important thing to me. But what about when I was born or when I will die?
On my deathbed, will I yearn for the birds, trees, or rivers? Perhaps. Or will my only thoughts be of my loved ones, and my only memories be about the moments that I have experienced with friends, family, and loved ones?
If I am truthful with myself, I know that I will only be thinking about the moments of my life that I spent with loved ones.
For me writing is very important, it is a passion, something that helps me understand life and express life. But in the end, when I am dying, will I want to sit in front of a computer or a piece of paper to write words?
I doubt it. I will want to see my loved ones. I will want to look into the faces of those that knew me in order to know myself.
If they are all gone, they I will find them in my dreams.
What about work? I doubt that I will give too much thought to the toil of my life.
If this is the truth, then why do we spend so much time cultivating everything but “what is more important then what I think is important”, when we could be spending more time with each other?
The first and last thing that we want to see is love in the eyes of another.
We reach out and chase our tails until the end, when we know it is all about the moment with another.
This very moment. With you.