Everyday you’re counting something.
Question…on the average day what are you typically counting in your head before you fall asleep? Bad drivers? Offenders? Cash on hand? Calories? To dos, ta-das, or do-overs? The thing is, even when you get to infinity, there’s still another number that can go higher…infinity one, infinity two, etc.
This world of measurement leads to all forms of downward spiral thinking and living: us vs. them, greater than less than, insider/outsider, good guys-bad guys, worthy and unworthy, fame and shame…you get the picture.
Then there are those experiences that we forget to measure, but they’re always being noticed and tallied in the, often unnoticed, radars of our bodies and souls. Things like love, beauty, impact, hope, connection, and joy. The things that strike the chord deep within us.
Here, with these things, is where measurement becomes something different altogether. The cup that we start to measure with wonderfully increases capacity. The scale just says ‘yes’. The numbers we count by are the numbers ‘again’ and ‘again’. Yes, this is an ocean that only gets deeper with waves that only get better in water that only becomes more pleasant. And the weather here always suits the soul’s palate for that day.
We all want to unwrap something ‘more’ today and in all of our tomorrows, but more doesn’t need to be numeric or divisive.
More and more of less and less. Lighter and brighter. Music over noise.
Merry Christmas.
Ashton.Gustafson 