Our morning was festive with the Budster definitely in a good mood. His joy was contagious and a blessing. I’m not sure if he ever gave it much thought, but I would say that today he was glad to be a dog. He enjoyed his walks in the yard, laying around the house and a wonderful breakfast. He ate until he was full and then he took one of the best naps he has ever had. That nap was so good, someone should write a book about it. Tonight was equally as enjoyable with some treats and pets and lovin’s and another stroll outside. What more could a dog want?
Oh, don’t think for a moment that the other dogs had any less of a day. They all enjoyed their own little piece of Eden. I think we all did.
We are sometimes asked, ‘If you could be anything you want…” and then we are encouraged to go out into the world and make our dreams happen. We are programmed to be dissatisfied. Anyone who is satisfied is labeled and belittled. “What’s the matter, don’t you think you deserve better? Or “Are you afraid to fail?” It’s all tripe. There is nothing wrong with being satisfied. There is nothing wrong with being happy with who you are.
I doubt seriously the Budster ever wished he could be a horse or a cat or a human. I’m sure that he’s happy being a dog and never wishes that he could be a different dog or a better dog. He is happy being who he is. Like every other creature, he has had good days and some bad days but at no time did one day or a hundred make him wish he was anything else but who he is.
We’ve been sold a bill of goods. All of our lives we have been programmed to try harder and harder to be better and better and produce more and more and more until we lay down and die and some other poor schmuck takes our place on the hamster wheel. And for what? What is the prize?
“You can be anything you want.” “You can do anything you put your mind to.” People who say these things are really saying, “You kind’a suck because you’re lazy and nobody likes you.” The Bible says that Satan is the accuser of the brethren so if anyone does this to you, you know what side of the pearly gates they’re from.
Buddy is happy being Buddy and I doubt he’d listen if someone told him how he could improve on that. God didn’t make any junk when He made the Budster and He sure didn’t make any junk when He made you and me.
If you could be anything you want…
The answer should be “happy” and if you are indeed happy, tell those miserable souls to go be unhappy someplace else because you know how special you are.
I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvelous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.