Thursday, June 4, 2009

The Missing Pieces

It seems as though we are constantly looking for things to complete us.

We believe that if we just had that one particular piece in place, happiness is achieved and our current life puzzle is assembled. Everyone does it. After all, we're only human. It is embedded in our nature to want more and be insatiable.

For my perpetual single friends, it is the boyfriend card. Then there is that other breed of girls who feel validated when they receive attention from the opposite sex.

On the other hand, some of my taken friends depend on their significant others for completion.

I, like a lot of girls, have been guilty of finding a sense of finish in all of these respects, and another one. I have somehow convinced myself that a cute outfit or trendy handbag will ensure me a great time at the next social event.

Whether it's that boyfriend, compliment, confidence, outfit, weight, or accomplishment, everyone has entities they think are essential for their own consummation. When these things finally arrive, they serve to provide a false, transient layer of happiness. Eventually, they will pass and then we are only left with ourselves.

Maybe it would be to our advantage to let all of those things be there for the purpose they are there for and nothing more. If we find true completion and happiness inside of us, then it can never be lost.


  1. And with your insight comes the end of capitalism! Any sense of Growth and Aspirations are dwindled if we are happy with where we are in life.... my two cents!

  2. Haha, that is a good point. But shouldn't there be a fine line between aspiration and satisfaction?

  3. the question aspiration defined materially? is satisfaction defined materially? we are conditioned from the beginning of life that material things are what define you. if the answer to both of those questions is yes, the line gets blurry...or maybe there is no line at all.

  4. Its hard to know whether this feeling is instinct or conditioning by society.....The material possession obsession only hides our much deeper insecurities. The point in which we realize that things can never really make us happy is the point at which we reach true adulthood (which, unfortunately, is right around menopause and mid-life crises). Or we just buy a big, designer handbag to stuff all of our insecurities in and zip it....

  5. "If we find true completion and happiness inside of us, then it can never be lost. "
    more prophetic words were never spoken...right on the money :-)))