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I've never understood the concept of completing a Bucket List.
Sure, I have things I want to accomplish in my life: I want to write more books, for example, and explore my ideas as they arrive.
But the idea of a long list that must be checked off? That seems to take the fun--and the mystery—out of everything. To me, it seems like Experience Hoarding, instead of simply allowing things to Flow.
So many times I've clearly thought I was heading one way, only to find the Universe had a very different direction in mind.
Switch course, continue.
I go where the energy is moving. If it fits my plan, great. If not, make a new plan.
Seems like the actual stuff of the human experience is so intense, so amazing—that a very little bit goes a very long way.
Sure, I have things I want to accomplish in my life: I want to write more books, for example, and explore my ideas as they arrive.
But the idea of a long list that must be checked off? That seems to take the fun--and the mystery—out of everything. To me, it seems like Experience Hoarding, instead of simply allowing things to Flow.
So many times I've clearly thought I was heading one way, only to find the Universe had a very different direction in mind.
Switch course, continue.
I go where the energy is moving. If it fits my plan, great. If not, make a new plan.
Seems like the actual stuff of the human experience is so intense, so amazing—that a very little bit goes a very long way.