The furniture store where I worked last summer is closing its doors. I popped into the going out of business sale to see how my old boss is doing.
Surprisingly well, as it turns out. He has plans. He's learned a thing or two. He's laid the idea of financial security to rest.
And that's a good thing, I think. Because security, financial or any other kind, doesn't actually exist. It's an illusion we sell ourselves to keep our fears at bay.
It can be a difficult concept to let go of, but when you can accept at some level that this could all be gone tomorrow, life takes on a summer vacation feeling. And you can either hang on to it for dear life, even though it's futile, or you can enter in fully and enjoy the heck out of every moment.
I'd vote for option two.
Because even if you do manage to achieve what looks to be absolute security, do you hear that clock, ticking? That's life calling you out for the fool that you are.
This can either be a really depressing way for Barb to start you on your weekend, or it can set you free. If security doesn't exist, then why not take a chance? I've found that it's in those chances that the really good stuff happens.
So today, right now, I'm celebrating today. Right now.
How 'bout you?