From what I have found more than a couple of times, you know how much I love beautiful things. I am a bit 'addicted to beauty. In fact, the intention to write about it. I like to find beauty. I'm going hunting days of the beauty of having a look at the beauty of the world. My weapon is my camera. I hope restless until it finds the beauty.
In all cases, as a lover of beauty, nature, love, but also material objects. For example, I think some absolutely beautiful car: AJaguar, Mercedes, Austin Martin, Lotus, ... I can not really like a Bugatti, even if it's the fastest car is always more expensive on the roof, you need to install their own $ 2.5 million convertible, I believe that technology should be better.
I dream of owning a Porsche Carrera 4S, dark blue with tan interior. In the past, I wanted a SAAB 900S and mid 1990 Jaguar Vanden Plas and appreciated their behavior. I think the Porsche is in progress.
Mostpeople that I have spent some time with me know how spiritual I am. I am not religious but believe in the world of the non visible. Can both spirituality and materialism go together? I will write about that later.
On rare occasions, some people visited my "in transit playground" as I like to call it; an apartment I rented to be close to my brother and until I find where I really wanted to live. Well, my playground is the absolute basic. There is no fluff, no luxury, no expensive stuff. I just maybe things are not very expensive.
Is not this a contradiction? No. Actually, I think there is a big difference between needs and wants, and that difference is understood, we are a bit 'more than pure joy.
Therefore, I live in a small apartment near the river, with basic needs to him. No fluff. Why? If all the people around me to keep the latest technologies and working to earn more in vogue. I think I learned this was not enough. Or maybe you do not wantTo invest, because they are in transit. Or maybe, I think it was.
My father said: "If you're young, you're always on the move in a bigger and therefore you must complete when you get older, you move into a small space and zoom out to get rid of things .." What I heard in my car for an audio book called "Have a Little Faith." Mitch Albom talks about his rabbi that if you approach death, you realize that really adds nothing.I am far from dead, and he was much younger than his rabbi of 90 years. However, you may be aged before and I found that was not all. But I can not leave this earth with tons of love was given to me were filled.
Thus, the main difference between wants and needs. I feel like a real baby along. I like to laugh and play. I admire the world as a child and I am grateful to be able to do what most of the time, no matter what my personalCircumstances. It took a little 'practice, though, and I'm still learning how to back up during childhood. As a child I want things like super duper great Porshe and a Yamaha motorcycle tours as Lara Croft costs. Do good things for the beauty junkie in me.
I'm not paying for them, but that would be crazy. I remember I was twenty, was a show car. I liked to watch the spectacular all new models. It looked hilarious. Buttime, I was struggling financially. I was working full time to pay for my full time University studies and doing radio shows for the love of hearing my voice I guess and for the passion of reading books. But, I was tired and broke. I was earning $7,000 a year and my school only cost me almost half of that. I created food out of nothing and valued money a lot. I went to the car show and fell in love with a SAAB 900S. I thought it was God's creation and not men's. My eyes were shining with envy and the seller, sorry if I'm sitting in the car. It also gave me a box of tissues because I cried for a long time. The car of my dreams was then $ 70,000. Ten times what he earned in a year. It 'was an impossible love, and I had to let go. Yes, I cried for the Jaguar, Mercedes and Range Rover ... later, at least a couple of years, my first dream car, a Saab 900S, paid $ 700. And because I knew it was a creation of God and a good part of the machine, I neverfell in love with him. And I say deliberately. Even cried when I let him go if he had died on me. My happiness was considered a car with his life, because you never get anywhere as a necessity in order, but as my own.
I think we can begin to assess if our basic needs are covered. Food, clothing, shelter and love. Necessary to survive the most people on this planet can not even enjoy the luxury. Thus, the secondary needscould mean entering a vehicle in which you may have. What we really need? encourage us to think a little 'back, you feel appreciated.
Well, if you really think the rest is pure luxury. If you really stop and think about what you really want happiness, the case is far from meeting the criteria. Happiness comes from within. Because I love then all the fancy labels.
Now I feel happier time. Cars, motorcycles, airplanes, ships are not meansneed to fill me with false happiness. I see them as willing as you have a child to play and do. And if we are children of God, the universe should be our playground and toys are on the right.
But remember that you do not need toys.
When I was sixteen, I thought they were rich people. My parents had a bakery in the best area of town. The rich have plenty of time to purchase our products. I was on top of the world. My brother and Iused to play tennis on a sort of club-class. He asked me to campus where he could learn to be meeting the Prime Minister's son and lawyers earn Top Dollar.
I earned enough of my work in the bakery, I buy what my heart desires. It is interesting to note that my heart wants books, many of them, nice clothes, but not much. I had my TV and record player. It 'was very important because my room was my world. Since I can remember, Iespecially in the solitude of my room where I could do something and most of the time even watching television to reading, poetry and painting and retouching, and the performance of my set-up while singing. Well, maybe not one, but "multitasking" is always fun.
At first I thought it was great that the school at the best price. A few days later, he was with the rebels, nonconformists. He wore jeans, a sweater and a big hat with her hair in protest hidden among blalook preppy rich kids. Fun is what we all? I think that most of the things that I did not like was the attitude that the world is a daddy machine could crash every week, because he would buy to buy a new one before that love could not give the child, or deposits of coke, I saw some parts and more naively thought were cups of sugar (actually I was wondering why they need so much sugar without the coffee?).
I am disappointed with the way childrendone with his wealth. However, I must admit that two years of college were probably the most fun of my education. Not because I learned a lot. I was a gifted child, so that the information was very simple. Forget that it was that easy. But why not just go out with friends, finally. Leave some 'of my shyness, and then the feeling was more than any other type of money. There was also my worst years of the most difficult and emotionally. My parentsdivorced this year. In the same year as my first friend I met. Much confusion and questions.
But we were rich for a while '. We were a little 'worse, or what we think is bad. In Paris, we had no bathroom. We have a shared bathroom per floor Turk (a hole in the ground in a bathroom closet, not exactly walking on firm size, whatever), we took showers and a real share a bath once a week (paid for half ' hours and then go into my mother's feet on the ground floor with a towelwrapped for a few minutes to pay.) Yes, even today in Paris. My mother made us wash sponge baths in the kitchen and hair in the sink. I slept in the same room as my brother separated by a curtain.
But while my parents had many friends. To come. I remember the music, dance, the holding company of furniture to prevent tipping is jumping up and down. I remember the joy it is difficult to separate for a true real-time. II was very young, but those memories are etched in my brain. We moved, but apparently became rich only four of us. There were no parties, no friends, do not delay much happier. All, work work, work and all the terrible things that comes with worries, stress and fatigue.
Then my parents divorced, and had rented together later in another cake shop my father worked. Can a book fair at the time of my life to writing. Maybe I will. In any event, one day21, I received a phone call. My parents went bankrupt. They had lost everything. My father had recently managed the finances and the officers were searching for what they could. They were very bright, and blew up the gas stove that could shoot large pieces. So, my parents were poor. I felt so bad. However, I lived alone for three years, struggling to pay for college and nutrition.
My mother, in tears, a bakery earlier in the day with strangers walkStreet. A client once hired a taxi along the route given to various charities, God bless you. Another complained that cake with vanilla and chocolate, although they prefer. A television journalist has come and we were able in the evening news as another sad victim of the recession (not that we are now, apparently, one of which tells us nothing) appears. He saw as he approached and said only: "I saw the pass 35 years of my lifeWindow. But I feel blessed, I am in good health. "
I often wonder if it really is the richest and poorest. Every time I have fond memories of my life in France, including the bathroom. I liked the smell of the wooden staircase. I loved my friends and I took many years to increase the confidence that I have friends again. The relationship that we had at that moment no money can buy. I'm sure my parents divorce in Europe. Across the ocean,we had family. there has been some change and this has been lost.
There is a difference between wants and needs. However, what we believe is wealth. As I said, I want a lot of things. I am very, very grateful to be able to love someone and feel that is reflected back to me. I am for my friends that part of my soul that I love deeply and unconditionally grateful. Sorry for my physical condition and fitness, happy for my health. I am always grateful to have a roof, includingmore than one. Like almost everything I want (I can now eat whatever I want, but that's another story). I thank God for my freedom and happiness of being able to write for them. My time is immense, and I am very happy to know that I enjoy the moment.
Therefore, Jaguar, Lotus and Range Rover are really extras. Thus, the new brand of high-definition of what they say about him or the new I-Phone or PlayStation. Remember when Pong was fashionable? It 'was a sort of tennis gameYou pay television, only two lines and a return ball. change in this day an age where new technologies are emerging faster than our needs, not going to throw everything and see how fast. Where are our last frontier, where the large garbage can? And it is in our computer when we emptied the trash and just disappears into space.
All these things make us happy anyway. Happiness is created in our minds. Perhaps even more isSerenity, we can develop and exceeds all the luck. I am happy to give the feeling that if I win something I did, but the fate of the property does not die, because I know that does not need it all the time and I'm glad they have the happiness that beauty. So remember to take time to congratulate our needs are met and that it is easier for the needs.
We do not need the house we want. Not all are necessary, this shirt is for sale. We do not needbecause we have a price in the second half. Only wish. We will not die if you do not, making it easier to control the need to purchase it.
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