SATISFACTION IS PERPECTION
In a world where things are hard to come by we struggle to become satisfied with what we surround our selves with.
It may seem a little selfish that sometimes the things we want the most, we do not have and yet we are not satisfied with what we have because the things or people around us even events that occur do not hold the attributes that would modestly satisfy us all.
In the past week since my return to New York after an eventful-less summer in London, I craved the sounds, smells and city life and yet I was mesmerised because I even began to question my own reasoning, my own actions and my own surroundings.
Was this what I had longed for? Is this what I’ve been wanting all along?
Living in the city is tough shit, proving yourself is a lot of work, learning to be satisfied the little that we have is unfathomable.
If the apartment in which we live in, the job that we have, the clothes that we wear are not the things we want then tough shit too. We have to learn to be satisfied with what we already have, which will prove a great benefit for what ever it is that we will receive in the future.
I’ve learnt to be satisfied with what I have, but not complacent, there is a big different. Satisfaction comes from learning that the little or nothing that we have will ‘just do’ for the time being, where as complacent will mean ‘giving in’ to what we have and nothing else because that’s ‘just is’.
Because something is ‘just is’ doesn’t mean it’s not going to change. If we live in a run down apartment that is about to fall down, do we either run a mile or be complacent because that ‘just is’ what we have? Well the answer is neither. We learn to be satisfied with our 250sq ft apartment and make it a home. It is more to do with gratefulness that there is a roof over our heads than nothing else. Obviously we live there knowingly that this wont last for long, because there are better things ahead.
Sometimes I seek perfectionism in even the smallest of details that I once thought I was OCD. I believed that everything had to be of a certain way, that things needed to be planned. But with pure perfectionism doesn’t truly exist, the more we strive to achieve perfectionism, the more we get of the opposite.
Certain situations are out of our reach and control; it is impossible to control everything around us. We just have to learn to be satisfied with the way things have gone, learn to have no regrets about the way things have happened, because they usually work out in the end, and most of all they tend to work better in the end even if at the time they seem not to be going your way.
So if you are planning a holiday, leave the small details out. Chances are things wont happen the way you want them to go, but come the end of the holiday, things would have worked out.
I recently spent a week in Miami, and as OCD as I can be about controlling situations and events, the smallest of details didn’t occur, as I would have hoped. But in general I was satisfied and pleased that things worked out. I needn’t have worried if at the time things weren’t stirring in the direction I wanted them to because I ended up having a great time overall.
So now that I’m in a new quest or more like my last quest in New York City for a new opportunity, I am satisfied with the way things are, even if right now they aren’t, as I would want them. Chances are that things are working out, as they do; things have a magic way of working out in the end, for the better of course. So I choose to be satisfied with what I have and the way things are going, because it is as near as perfection as I am.
In a world where things are hard to come by we struggle to become satisfied with what we surround our selves with.
It may seem a little selfish that sometimes the things we want the most, we do not have and yet we are not satisfied with what we have because the things or people around us even events that occur do not hold the attributes that would modestly satisfy us all.
In the past week since my return to New York after an eventful-less summer in London, I craved the sounds, smells and city life and yet I was mesmerised because I even began to question my own reasoning, my own actions and my own surroundings.
Was this what I had longed for? Is this what I’ve been wanting all along?
Living in the city is tough shit, proving yourself is a lot of work, learning to be satisfied the little that we have is unfathomable.
If the apartment in which we live in, the job that we have, the clothes that we wear are not the things we want then tough shit too. We have to learn to be satisfied with what we already have, which will prove a great benefit for what ever it is that we will receive in the future.
I’ve learnt to be satisfied with what I have, but not complacent, there is a big different. Satisfaction comes from learning that the little or nothing that we have will ‘just do’ for the time being, where as complacent will mean ‘giving in’ to what we have and nothing else because that’s ‘just is’.
Because something is ‘just is’ doesn’t mean it’s not going to change. If we live in a run down apartment that is about to fall down, do we either run a mile or be complacent because that ‘just is’ what we have? Well the answer is neither. We learn to be satisfied with our 250sq ft apartment and make it a home. It is more to do with gratefulness that there is a roof over our heads than nothing else. Obviously we live there knowingly that this wont last for long, because there are better things ahead.
Sometimes I seek perfectionism in even the smallest of details that I once thought I was OCD. I believed that everything had to be of a certain way, that things needed to be planned. But with pure perfectionism doesn’t truly exist, the more we strive to achieve perfectionism, the more we get of the opposite.
Certain situations are out of our reach and control; it is impossible to control everything around us. We just have to learn to be satisfied with the way things have gone, learn to have no regrets about the way things have happened, because they usually work out in the end, and most of all they tend to work better in the end even if at the time they seem not to be going your way.
So if you are planning a holiday, leave the small details out. Chances are things wont happen the way you want them to go, but come the end of the holiday, things would have worked out.
I recently spent a week in Miami, and as OCD as I can be about controlling situations and events, the smallest of details didn’t occur, as I would have hoped. But in general I was satisfied and pleased that things worked out. I needn’t have worried if at the time things weren’t stirring in the direction I wanted them to because I ended up having a great time overall.
So now that I’m in a new quest or more like my last quest in New York City for a new opportunity, I am satisfied with the way things are, even if right now they aren’t, as I would want them. Chances are that things are working out, as they do; things have a magic way of working out in the end, for the better of course. So I choose to be satisfied with what I have and the way things are going, because it is as near as perfection as I am.
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