When I looked up the definition of the word lover on the internet, the entire first page returned with sites purporting their knowledge of the meaning of the word, lover.
Disappointedly, I read the same definition of lover until ‘The Free Dictionary’ site gave me definition 7a – someone who has a strong predilection or enthusiasm for [a person or thing].
I am a lover.
I love, a lot. I was listening to my ipod, and K.D. Lang’s song ‘Constant Craving’ started playing. I love that song. I love the lyrics. I love how her intonations make you understand Just. How. Hard. she wants what she wants. I love how, when I’m off-kilter, music balances me; inspires me.
My own vibrations rose and fell with the rhythms of that song this morning, bringing me to acute awareness of my own seemingly constant cravings.
The wanting [things, people, places, knowledge] is insatiable, it seems; being that I’m a very curious girl. I don’t find a fault in that, but, how will I ever come to know all that I desire to know? How will I ever have all that I want to have and see all that I wish to see? The hunger is overwhelming at times.
It reminds me of the story of Acres of Diamonds. Where, in the story, the farmer is frustrated because he desires wealth. He leaves his small and unproductive farm and travels the world over looking for wealth which he does not find and becomes full of despair. Meanwhile, the buyer of his farm has discovered, right on that very farm, the largest diamond mine in history. All the wealth he could imagine was right where he was all the time.
In my pursuit of happiness, I must just be. That’s a very hard concept. Buddha offers that, to control desire, we can take adversity as our path. Really?! Thanks for the tip.
Bisous!
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