“Happiness lies not in the mere possession of money; it lies in the joy of achievement, in the thrill of creative effort.” Franklin D. Roosevelt
Somehow I have this idea that the secret to my happiness is through work, in fact, it is earned success.
This entails being recognized.
While I thought that we could be happy, and proud and altruistic with our knowledge and effort, remaining in anonymity won’t bring ultimate happiness because our ego seeks reward.
As much as you might try to learn to live in a way in which the ego doesn’t get to rule… it still rules, and with it carries an enormous amount of weight in giving over to us our ultimate happiness.
Perhaps being afforded an opportunity to express ourselves could lead to some sort of information about ourselves, illumination of sorts.
Personally, it is in the act of creation that I find a great deal of happiness.
Being silenced by force of situation and vast waves of impossibilities can only bring self- mutilation, psychological or otherwise.
An analogy can be drawn between owning a great work of art and our consciousness if you think of it in terms of responsibility or duty.
If what you were to build was worthy, would you not have the duty to pass it on to future generations, in the same way that you would want to restore a work of art at peril?
If you were granted that opportunity to build then would you not want to pass that on? Much in the way that the old masters led Picasso and Georges Braque to reach further!
Big or small, the contribution belongs to those who toil at that task and if not acknowledged will whither.
Standing in the shadows and not being recognized bears a terrible price and remains a lingering risk.
Yet, it is well known that you will never get anywhere without the help of others.
We need to be surrounded by talent, willing to share their knowledge; who are there to assist where they can and encourage against all odds.
They are the soldiers that carry the battle and the victory belongs more to them than to anyone else.
My gratitude and appreciation of their support can never be under-estimated, for if they do not follow us into battle… all is lost.
By Boky and Blake