October 4th, 2009 by A.G.J.
Tonight at dinner I ask my son, Gates, to share 2 things he’s experienced this week he’s grateful for and one thing he’s learned that was meaningful. Blue eyes blazing, he thinks for a moment and then announces, “Everything counts. That’s what I learned.” And he meanst it. Pounding the table with his fist, he explains, “That. That mattered. That effected things just now.”
He’s right, of course. We hear it all the time. No matter how small our actions (and thoughts) impact reality. In truth, they create it. So why is it so hard to hold that understanding and consciously embody it? Why aren’t I giddy with the grace of that gift?
To be fair, sometimes I am. Sometimes I openly weep with ecstatic joy, sounding my YAWP across a canopy of sunlight birch trees but, too often, I lose myself in a murky sea of “must do this” and “have to do that”. Tonight I am realizing that my life is not a chore, delegated by some cranky, universal taskmaster with bad teeth and anger issues. On the contrary, the power to unleash deep peace and radical good fortune dwell within us. When everything counts, math ceases to be complicated. We simply add one moment at a time. And it’s up to us what that moment looks like.
Thanks, Gatesy. Nice to know I can count on you for some simple words of wisdom.