A Tight Spot
[Random Thoughts #24-002] As I am not far to my golden year, the most important thing getting there is me. I am dying for a peaceful life. I want the love of joy in every breath I take, at every moment. I do not want time waster. I do not want superficiality. I want meaning. The less I have, the better it is. I have to empty my luggage to lighten the baggage. As Is, it is a small tight spot at my final resting place on Mother Earth. There is no room for material luxury but my acts, beliefs and practices. It is no coincidence that I had an honest heart to heart conversation with my loving niece at my place recently. We were talking about letting go. Something we both agreed – to be happy, in life, is to let go what slows us down. Like her, there were few people who I would want to cancel. It would do me good to cancel those who are no longer aligning spiritually (PS, it has nothing to do with religion here) with me. With these people, we had shared mentally and emotionally w