What matters… a different kind of list

Making a list is a great way to keep track of what needs doing. It’s also a quck and easy way to jot down what might be on your mind. Here’s a list from a workshop I was in this afternoon. A list of what matters as of 1:45 KSA time:

  1. Sunny days
  2. Happiness
  3. Good friends
  4. Getting things done
  5. Connections
  6. Doing
  7. Exercise
  8. Love
  9. Eating
  10. A clean house
  11. A warm heart
  12. Being prepared
  13. Honesty
  14. Magazines
  15. Love
  16. Email
  17. Technology
  18. My family
  19. My nieces
  20. My love
  21. Cooking a good meal
  22. Being organized
  23. Reading
  24. Books
  25. Having what you need
  26. Sleep
  27. Soft sheets
  28. Staying current
  29. Friendships at work
  30. Love
  31. Finishing things
  32. Taking care of your body
  33. Meeting new people
  34. Doing what you say you will
  35. Having fun
  36. Traveling
  37. Hot sunny days
  38. Being outside
  39. Eating your favorite food
  40. Love
  41. Saying the truth
  42. Not holding grudges
  43. Letting go of anger
  44. Not keeping rage
  45. Fighting boredom
  46. Learning new things
  47. Having dependable friends
  48. Eliminating the toxic
  49. Finding a reason to smile
  50. Making errands easy
  51. Breaking bad habits
  52. Not giving up
  53. Planning to succeed
  54. Ignoring those that hurt you
  55. Living for tomorrow
  56. Setting your heart on the good
  57. Remembering the good
  58. Focusing on hope
  59. Sharing with others
  60. Feeling your own power
  61. Believing anything is possible
  62. Dream
  63. Search for truth
  64. Hope
  65. Believe
  66. Trust
  67. Laugh
  68. Trust
  69. Love
  70. Believe
  71. Wait
  72. Wait for patience
  73. Keep trying
  74. Never give up
  75. Letting go of the past

This Being Human…

Rumi once wrote “This being human is a guest house.”
And I think:

We are all on our way somewhere else. 
But in the meantime, we are here together. 
What are we supposed to do in the meantime?

People are surprised by pain, tragedy, disaster. 
But this isn’t our final destination; we are on the way.

I am not surprised.

The goodness of the day can be challenged by the next,
or the other.
Or the last.

We are all somewhere on our way to something.
While we are here, we can help each other get to the place we want to be.
It’s like realizing that you don’t have to be perfect or healthy or whole.

You don’t have to be anything but patient.

I am not perfect – not yet.
I am not eternal – not yet.
I am here in the meantime, on my way to the next.

Being human is like being rented;
this is borrowed space.

This being human is a guest house.