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So here we are. Christmas is a week away. Hanukah starts tomorrow. Winter officially begins on Wednesday. The holidays are in full swing as we near the end of another lap around the sun.And as I sat by the fire this morning, pondering all of this, it came to me that this may be the perfect moment to share with you the secret to the meaning of life. Sound good?I mean, come on, who wouldn’t like to enter into the holidays and begin the new year finally having learned the secret to the meaning of life?Ok, so here goes … Life is a sandcastle.That’s it. Life is a sandcastle.Now, there are a lot of things about that metaphor that deserve unpacking. Things like impermanence and fragility and wind and tides and mean little kids who like to kick things over. But at the heart of it is something even more important. Something even more fundamental.Life is a sandcastle because when you really look at it up close you realize that life is really just a lot of tiny, unremarkable things, all pilled together. And it’s the same for everyone. And I mean, everyone. That should bring you some comfort, I think. Whether you’re on top of the world or feeling left behind. Whether you’ve found your great purpose or are still looking. Whether you make a lot of money or are scraping to get by. Whether you possess the love you want or are hoping for more. No matter who you are and what your circumstance may be the profoundly simple truth about life is that we all spend most of our days doing mostly the same seemingly mundane tasks.We sleep. We get up. We go to the bathroom. We sit. We wipe. We flush. We shower. Brush teeth. Comb hair. Shave. Pluck. Dress. Tie shoes. Pour coffee. Stretch. Scratch. Yawn. We start cars. We buckle up. Pump gas. We drive. Signal. Accelerate. Break. Change lanes. Hunt for parking spaces. We work. We talk on the phone. Text. Email. We shop. We cook. We eat. We do dishes. Do laundry. Fold clothes. Clean house. We break stuff. Fix stuff. Prune. Rake. Water. We go out. We stay in. Wave at neighbors. Talk to friends. Wrangle kids. Check the thermostat. Blow our noses. Watch TV. Get tired. Go to bed. And tomorrow, start it all over again.Day after day. Year in. Year out. Again and again and again.And in the fleeting moments in between all of this we hope, we worry, we wish, worry a little more, we search for meaning and love and companionship and success, and there’s nothing wrong with any of that except the way we tend to look past all the little things and expect it’s those big things—the in-between things, the long shots—that we hope will make us fulfilled and happy.But that’s not how life works. Because life is a sandcastle. Life is the little things.Life is that long list of daily things. The tiny, seemingly insignificant things. All these things. This is what we really do. Whether your a prince, a pauper, a celebrity, a nobody. Whether you’re the boss or an intern, married or single, gay or straight, black, white, or brown, he, she, they. If you are a human being, this is how you spend most of your time. Life is a sandcastle, my friend. If you understand that then you know the secret … that what changes your life for good or ill is how you choose to handle the little things. Tiny decisions or tiny procrastinations. Small kindnesses or small indifference. Tiny disciplines or tiny neglect. Your existence, your history, your future, it’s all grains of sand. You can ignore them and alwaysbe waiting for something big to save you. Or you can show up for them, inhabit them, celebrate them, and use them to build yourself a wonderful sandcastle and, build yourself a beautiful life. |