This weekend, GQ and I hit up the Asian Art Museum and checked out the Afghanistan exhibit. I was more excited to see the Korea section on the 2nd floor. It was neat seeing the "real thing" as opposed to all the knock offs we have displayed around my family home. GQ was especially struck by this huge painting of the goddess of contentment. She creeps me out a bit. But, he asked me to ask her for contentment in an area of my life.
I get sketched about stuff like this. But, it got me thinking and wondering about the level of contentment in my life currently. I've always been a little scared to say that I'm content. Does that mean I'm not pressing for more? Does it mean that I've reached "the end"? Does it mean I'm just waiting for stuff to go wrong? And...when did I become so doom and gloom? Hmmm...
So, I've decided to just say it, claim it, and feel good about it: Yes, I feel really content at where I am in my life today. Life in SF is great. I live in a phenomenal city and am meeting some exceptional people! Work is really turning around and its clear that I'm needed, valued, and appreciated! My relationships, for the most part, are growing and doing well (I miss my family (my nephew especially), my LA girls, my CYG girls, and my boy Martin...but all of this is part of growing too). And other than the fact I'm only 6-4 in my fantasy football league and lost to my arch-nemesis last weekend...oh, and other than the fact that I'm a fat cow these days, life is good. LIFE IS REALLY GOOD!
Don't be scared, Susan. Life is good. That's a good thing! That's an ok thing. Embrace it. Celebrate it! Whoo hoo! So, thank you semi-scary goddess of contentment! If for no other reason but just making me realize that LIFE IS GOOD! :)
