What if I would have never worried about money, things, being important, or people who were not cooperating with me?
A life like that may seem laughable, yet in retrospect, the time I spent worrying about those things was one frickin, colossal waste…because…
- money and things came and went
- what people thought of me turned out to be inconsequential
- and I never could control anyone anyway
So why didn’t I just give it my best shot, do my best work, give it all my love, forgive, and stay detached from outcomes? Why didn’t I?