"Poor and content is rich and rich enough." ~Shakespeare
Shakespeare puts into words some of my reflections over the summer. How easy it is to be unhappy with the things you don't have, verses being happy with what you do have. I know I often find myself in this trap: wishing for a bigger house, more of something that ends up being insignificant, a change in what life hands out.
But when I sit outside and watch the clouds gather together, listen to the little creek by my house, and let the wind blow my hair and the sun shine on my face, I realize all of the 'things' I think I need are unnecessary compared to the peace I find outside and finding pleasure in the small parts of each day.
Then suddenly I am rich, and rich enough.
