My closet is filled with clothes, although, most are not expensive. Recently, however I bought an expensive dress even knowing it would require altering. I was apprehensive knowing I would be doing the work even though I am a prolific quilter, since altering is not generally my niche. However, I approached the challenge with zest; measuring and cutting very carefully, before finally sewing. I did accomplish my goal but with a great deal of anxiety before getting it right!
The process taught me dresses, after all are just dresses. Whether a dress costs one hundred dollars or ten dollars, it is only the outward affect of what the person is, on the inside. A person can look beautiful and sexy, but if the heart of the wearer of the dress is dark and ugly, the dress will only be a superficial covering instead of complimenting the wearer whose heart was pure and kind.
The same attitude applies to life. How often do we search for meaning in our lives with what we do or people we socialize with, just to discover we are nothing more than shallow shells of what we could be? Our life has no real meaning; we are merely robots acting out a part scripted by what the world expects and we are none the happier for it. We are left empty and often afraid.
As we journey together through this blog, we will search through lessons before us every day to find what draws the best out of people and sometimes, even the worst, and then apply those lessons so that we can be beautiful both inside and out. It won’t matter if our dress, shirt and trousers, shoes or any other ornament we bring to our outfit is from a well to do store where money and name brands are the most important facet of the item, or if the garment was purchased at a Goodwill Store or Salvation Army. After all, a dress is still just a dress, a shirt a shirt and pants, pants! What is important is what our eyes, heart and soul say. Are we happy and content or are we still searching for the ever alluding peace that seems to be on everyone but ourselves?
Viktor E. Frankl perhaps says it best in his book “Man’s Search for Meaning.” “It did not really matter what we expected from life, but rather what life expected from us. We needed to stop asking about the meaning of life, and instead to think of ourselves as those who were being questioned by life—daily and hourly. Our answer must consist, not in talk and meditation, but in right action and in right conduct. Life ultimately means taking the responsibility to find the right answer to its problems and to fulfill the tasks which it constantly sets for each individual.”