I spent this weekend in the mountains.
It may sound strange but I get a lot of work done in the hills. Ideas for pieces of music and writing; revelations about love, life, truth and beauty – you name it – they all seem to come more easily than when I’m staying in the city.
I guess it could be the silence or the wide open spaces; it could be the change in environment or the result of a more primal mode of living. Hell, it could be divine intervention for all I know.
Whatever the reason, I always have a notebook ready.
This micro-blog is one of my favorite captures from my time away:
A long time ago I heard a definition of perfection that has stayed with me:
‘Perfection is: when nothing can be added to make something better, and nothing can be taken away without making it worse.’
Whilst I was walking in the mountains I realized that, if you take this definition as true then your life in the moment is perfect to the degree in which you: let go of wanting anything more (nothing added can make it better) and accept fully what is (in which case nothing can be taken away without subtracting from it).
The thing that really set my mind on fire about this was: those are both things which are unequivocally within our conscious control.
Perfection then becomes not: external, arbitrary, or absolute; but instead: a conscious choice of degree.
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If you enjoyed this you may also like: my love letter to the mountains of Scotland, my essay about one of the most useful things that Theodore Roosevelt ever said, or my recent post on how to find beauty, even in the darkest of places.
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