The other day I saw a snail crossing the sidewalk. The snails are coming again. Last year, when I saw a snail starting to cross the sidewalk, I’d pick him up and put him all the way on the other side. At the time I was thinking I was helping him by LAUNCHING his career forward and keeping him from getting squashed under someone’s shoe. And I wished some invisible hand would do that to me. But I guess I have things to learn on the journey, focus on the present moment, bla bla bla bla. Maybe just pick me up and lift me 1/3 of the way. How bout that?
What is the point of it all?
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Hi! This is such a cute compassionate thought. You know they always say, trust in the universe….
Hi, Neeta! Yeah yeah yeah, I keep telling myself that, trust in the universe. If I had become hugely successful in my career several years ago, I PROBABLY wouldn’t have learned all the tremendously useful things I have. And maybe I wouldn’t have met Kevin or started painting. I KNOW.
But sometimes I just want to take a vacation or drive a cool car again, and do that using funds I’ve earned through the arts. IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK, UNIVERSE?! Maybe so. Maybe I’m meant to be a peasant. I don’t think so, though. If God / the universe wanted me to be a peasant, I don’t think I would have such exquisite taste! How can you drive an Aston Martin as a peasant (without putting stupid ads all over the car)? How can you fill your closet with Cavalli and Alexander McQueen? How can you buy a sweet house in Malibu and invite all your friends over???