Sunday, October 30, 2011

Work

What is the meaning of work you asked me.
Well, somebody would say that it is meaning of life... and other would say that all the work and no fun makes Jack a dull guy.
The truth lies somewhere in the middle. Human being tend to seek their usefulness in the life. The problem is, these fulfillment should be primarily for themselves, not for money or fame. But let's be realistic, everybody has to live somehow, our wretched bodies still hungering for more energy and our compassionate minds protecting whole families - that can't be done with plain philosophing. Yet the hate and sadness coming from unsatisfied lives, it makes you think.
When you walk in the forest, do you use your eyes? Or you just skim past the trees, not noticing gentle details and fascinating scenery? I tend to skim, but then I always realize how poor is my experience then. Now imagine, work is often very dull, stressful and tiresome routine.
There is old belief, stemming from many eastern doctrines, that even the biggest boring grayness of our live can be colored with our ability to feel and enjoy anything we do.
Imagine your work, imagine how it is not a punishment or means of survival. Imagine it is an art, which cannot only give you money, fame or good feeling. A long forgotten art. Everybody around you is artist copying each day the same and weary stuff. But you, oh no. You do the same things, yet in different mindset. I challenge you, just try this. Like you're an actor in life's play and your performance is for your pleasure, nothing else. Sure, there are consequences of every action, but it doesn't bother you. You just continue in the play, breathing through the whole work. Find the enjoyment in unenjoyable.

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