I remind myself that the founder of this world gave me air to breathe, bread to eat, a sky to rest under the calm colors of nature I remind myself he never promised me luxury, only that I could live well if I kept close to what is more than enough, I remind myself the fruits of the earth are already here, right before me, no need to attach the kind of misery attached, I remind myself it’s only when I start chasing more than I need, that my joy begins to turn into some kind of an unexpected burden…
I confess that I have bowed before the heavy gods of gold and glitter, mistaking their shine for blessings and comfort, I confess that I have worked day after day, not for peace, but for a house of things that never held me even when I was tired, I confess that I have traded my hours of silence, the chance to read, to think beyond,and to pray, to just be yourself, I confess I called it progress, but it was slavery disguised as ambition, and I drifted further away from myself and to what I wanted to become…
I believe nature never asked me to sell my soul to keep up with the noise of other’s lives, I believe well-being is beyond simple—bread on the table, water for my thirst, laughter that I didn’t buy, I believe money has its place, but it becomes a master when I let it decide my worth, my ambition, my satisfaction I believe no law says success must be measured in the clutter where I can no longer carry with me when I leave…
So I choose a quieter kind of success, the one that doesn’t steal my hours, doesn’t change who am I to the world So I choose the gift of enough—where I’m not ashamed of just having enough, and not crushed by too much, So I choose to sit again with my own mind, to taste the true richness of thought that no one can repossess, So I choose to honor the life I’ve been given, not the luxury that keeps me running, running, running until the road with no end.
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Watchwords • Enough is more than wealth • Luxury is a kind of slavery • Rich in thought, poor in chains • The gift is already here in front of you • Live well, not beyond of what you can
Here is Tikatarot, who dares you to answer the question, “Who am I?”..
As and will always be reminding you to dream:
“As you are still the Master of your destiny and the maker of your dreams…”
