Endless..

self criticism. Self beating. No man or woman can be perfect. Yet in our age we try to tell this lie to each other. We hypocritically present a certain image out there but we are forced to suffer with ourselves when we are with ourselves. This is undeniably a hard truth. As long as we breathe we give endless battles against ourselves. The title of this article is endless. But is it really endless? No, and we know this hard truth as well. Nothing stays here forever. So do we have to be so hard and judgmental towards ourselves? Ok we screwed up. It’s ok. Δεν πειράζει. We didn’t follow the «textbooks» of the gurus. Next time make it better. You fall and you get up again unless a great tragedy falls on your head…God forbid.

Well as I see it we need to solve the issue of the very comfortable life. Yes! We have it all. So this is serious. It’s difficult to find meaning if you have almost everything. No savage beasts hunts you, or you are not cold or warm. All -or most-of us (especially in the western world) are living a «rich» in abundance life. We have spacious and high tech houses, cars, gadgets, etc. Nevertheless something is always missing. Endlessly. Why? Why isn’t the ‘image» never complete? Has it always been like that? I mean since the dawn of man? If it was always like that -and then we die- then why the self beating and the misuse? How can we relax our minds and souls?

I try to find refuge in things that really matter. Friends, philosophy, reading, learning new things. Going out to nature and traveling (with respect towards our blue sphere). Endless is nothing. Only the cosmos (maybe). Or God or any Gods. We are not. Not here. Not in this form and dimension. Relax. Enjoy. Feel complete with your achievements. They may have an impact or not. They may stick around a little longer after you have gone. Or not. The important is to enjoy the process. Yes that. And stop the criticism. Of any sort. Love yourself. And then you will love everything else. Endlessly.