Is it ok to just be happy with what you’ve got?
My cousin and I asked ourselves this as we sat chatting on speaker phone in our respective backyards, admiring our gardens and listening to the birds.
Should we be striving for more?
For some reason, I keep telling myself that I really should.
I should be doing more, making more, acquiring more.
So I sat down and wrote out my REAL goals, you know, the ones I’d been holding back on…
Collaborate on a book with Madonna
Become a brand ambassador for Dior
Buy a penthouse in Saint-Germain, Paris
Own a chateau in the South of France and host fabulous gatherings all the time
Sigh. SO MUCH TO DO!
But then I looked out at my roses.
I put on my noise cancelling headphones and pumped the set list from Royel Otis’ latest concert. I danced as I flung my drop sheet out over the verdant overgrown lawn. Squeezed out some metallic silver acrylic into my vintage cut-glass trinket bowl watching as the sun caught reflection on all of the pigments and danced with me. I dug out my favourite brush from a set I bought from a beautiful young artist in Port Douglas.
The sun pashed my shoulders, bare in the black and white striped Zara playsuit I bought for 8.99 euros in Spain when my daughter was 2. She’s eleven now. I have worn it over 1,000 times. (Yes, I actually did the math) It’s polyester but it has outlasted everything and continues to draw compliments to this day. 9 euros. 9 years ago. That’s a cost per wear of less than ONE CENT. Fuck I’m awesome at investments.
But I digress.
Can I please just play in my garden and make art and just sell it from my garage?
Then I don’t need to be on the internet. Or worry about hackers.
I will engage in genuine conversations with people as they come by and I will witness their hearts crack open a little more. I will give them gifts of twine-wrapped rosemary and lavender from my garden… I will soak up the energy of their smiles.
You don’t see smiles when you’re on the internet.
Maybe that’s all I need to thrive…
Smiles. Connection. Sunshine. Flowers. Light. Music. Art. Dance. Sparkles.
This sounds like a nice life to me.