We are overly concerned with quantity.
How much we own. How much we get to say. How many friends. How much we earn. How much we create. How much we contribute. How much we are recognized.
Collecting teachings and practices, crystals and clothing, furnishings and Facebook friends.
But how is the quality?
The quality of our speech.
The quality of our thoughts
our relationships
the items which surround us.
How is the quality of our attention
and intention?
How is the quality of our work?
The quality of our presence
our practice
our listening
our patience?
If every time we spoke, we invested in the quality of each word, rather than quantity
how poetic, purposeful and precious our words would be.
How powerful and pointed our message
how spacious our thoughts
how eloquent the silence.
If we rested our attention on the words of others
the energy behind the words
the ask
the need
oh, how crystal clear would be the quality of our communication.
If we moved through Nature with silent awareness
joyful communion
deep appreciation
gently absorbed in the beauty of the natural world
how the feelings of separation would resolve.
If we took one whole day and soaked it in pure awareness of the quality that is our lives
what would we see?
What would we notice?
Are we living a life of quality?
