"short and silly"

a phrase he used to describe the lives we all lead.

yes, so short - mere specs in a grand scheme of things...if one believes in a grand scheme...
and yes, so silly - our worries, our concerns, our angst. which ones will matter in a hundred years...?

we waste so much time being angry, being sad, being resentful. we choose to not forgive, we choose to hold on to pain. and it's such a waste.... we will all be gone soon, our lives having briefly touched others, then gone.

i do not advocate an artificial "pollyanna" approach to life. we do get hurt, we are wounded... even anger has its place...we do what we feel we must...we survive...and to do that we must acknowledge our experience....and some of those experiences infuse our bodies, to be carried with us throughout the rest of our lives...

but i think sometimes we look through small windows, and we become focussed on one vision...and it eclipses all else... sometimes, we let ourselves drown in things that shouldn't shape our lives...

my life is short...i will remember that....i will appreciate the moments.
my life is silly...i will know that...and i will live it, and let it be...