Satisfaction

I’m going to tell you this thing that’s true right now, but isn’t always. But right now it’s true (like I may have mentioned) and so I will share it, because it’s good to be true.

I am satisfied.

I like my life.

I enjoy the people with whom I share my days and nights, I like my house (mostly), I like my neighborhood, my town, these mountains. I crawl along at All The Things, and all is well.

That’s not to imply that I don’t have my dreams — big ones and little ones and ones that change my whole world. Because of course I do. The thing is, instead of my big dreams making my reality feel small, my gentle reality makes my dreams seem HUGE.

Maybe that doesn’t make any sense. But inside this head, it does. So here. A gift, a gift of understanding. If you want to know what it feels like to be me, right this minute, click the link right down there to watch a short video. (It’s from Sesame Street. I love me the Street.)

<I Don’t Want to Live on the Moon>

Since we’re all friends here, and we all know my tech-inability to imbed videos, I’m giving you the lyrics here. But I suggest you take a couple of minutes and just LOVE ERNIE. Because Ernie.

Well, I’d like to visit the moon on a rocketship high in the air.
Yes, I’d like to visit the moon, but I don’t think I’d like to live there.
Though I’d like to look down on the earth from above,
I would miss all the places and people I love.
So although I might like it for one afternoon, I don’t want to live on the moon.

I’d like to travel under the sea. I could meet all the fish everywhere.
Yes, I’d travel under the sea, but I don’t think I’d like to live there.
I might stay for a day there if I had my wish,
But there’s not much to do when your friends are all fish,
And an oyster and clam aren’t real family, so I don’t want to live in the sea.

I’d like to visit the jungle, hear the lions roar,
Go back in time and meet a dinosaur.
There’s so many strange places I’d like to be…
But none of them permanently.

So if I should visit the moon, well, I’ll dance on a moonbeam, and then
I will make a wish on a star, and I’d wish I was home once again.
Though I’d like to look down on the earth from above,
I would miss all the places and people I love.
So although I may go, I’ll be coming home soon
‘Cause I don’t want to live on the moon.
No. I don’t want to live on the moon.