Where It all started...
I'll always remember my first taste of joy.
I was maybe 4 years old and laying on the floor with my cat. 🐱 His name was Marvin. I can't say I got to know him too well but I sure could tell he was cool. Like any cat, he sometimes enjoyed a little attention but he could easily turn away and do his own thing. Carefree of that pestering feeling most of us normal humans feel.
The need for constant attention and validation from externalities that keep us searching in circles for what we had inside all along. How amazing would it be to live unaffected by the unpredictable tides of life?
To just sit in the sun, feel its warmth, and soak in the knowing of this universal truth...