The joy really is not in the objects

It’s the end of the year, and all around me people are hell-bent on finding the joy…. in the food they eat, the drinks they consume, the shopping they do and the holidays they enjoy. All fun in the moment.  But then what?  In a week they go back to their regular lives, all the joys spent and over. Memories stored up and feasted on until 50 more weeks have passed and it can all be re-enacted.

‘After you have exhausted what there is in business, politics, conviviality, love, and so on — have found that none of these finally satisfy, or permanently wear — what remains?’  Walt Whitman

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Passionately dispassionate

As an avid tennis player, I find myself with an interesting conundrum – I know the game is only an apparent game and doesn’t matter in the slightest, and at the same time I really do play to win and care about the outcome.

I feel I have a responsibility to play to the best of my ability in order to give my opponent the chance to play to the best of their ability.

That's tennis dharma.

I’m passionate about winning….in a dispassionate way.