Have your beliefs failed you?
Your collection of notions.
Do they survive mornings?
Madness?
Whining children and traffic jams?
Busy schedules?
Are they threatened by your routine existence?
Must you always ask someone else how to live?
How to eat?
How to care for children?
How to keep your body?
How to pray?
Is there an ambient burden on your shoulders?
Something left undone?
Doesn't it nag you?
Being nailed down.
Your mind cluttered with secondhand ideas.
Become simple.
Natural.
Alert.
Authentic and at home.
Let go of it.
That burden.
That borrowed philosophy.
That need to name.
Give up examining your life.
You are alive for only a handful of days.
But we forget.
And devise so many schemes.
“Let your words be few. Much study wearies the body. For with much wisdom comes much sorrow; the more knowledge, the more grief. Go, eat your food with gladness, and drink your wine with a joyful heart, for it is now that God favors what you do. Enjoy life with your wife, whom you love, all the days of this meaningless life that God has given you under the sun — all your meaningless days. Whatever your hand finds to do, do it with all your might. For in the grave, where you are going, there is neither working nor planning nor knowledge nor wisdom. A man can do nothing better than to eat and drink and find satisfaction in his work and his family. This is the whole duty of man.”
— Adapted from Ecclesiastes
Do your work, love your family, enjoy your days.
This is within your reach.
You cannot unfurl the threads of the unknown.
You don't need to.
Find the holiness of the ordinary day.
Every life is a vanishing vapor in the constant pulse of eternity.
It won't mean more with ambition and haste.
This beautiful march to the grave.
Do your work.
Love your family.
Enjoy your days.
And return with grace back into forever.
Be warned of anything besides this.
– Verum