O beware, my lord, of jealousy; It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock the meat it feeds on.”
This morning I unexpectedly found out a friend of mine is in Italy once again. Third time in a year-and-a-half. While I am happy for him, at the same time I find myself pea-green with envy. I’ve been dying to return since I went for my first time almost six years ago now, but for one reason or another, or several, I have not yet been able to.
So what to do with these icky feelings I wasn’t expecting to encounter so early in the day? I took a few moments to sit mindfully with them, to stare them down so to speak, to see what they had to say.
It comes as no surprise that I found desire, clinging, grasping. I am a grasping type for sure, and Italy has a lot to offer this Buddhist sub-type. Art, architecture, fountains, fashion, cars, beautiful objects and land to feast your eyes on… And the food to feast your taste-buds on… And the music for your ears… And the beaches and the warm ocean for your touch…
Did I mention I really love Italy? To that I extend self-acceptance. And yes there is also sadness there that I have not yet been able to visit again. To that I extend the only thing I can, self-compassion. But to that feeling of sadness I also extend two other gifts – gratitude and motivation.
Gratitude that I have been fortunate enough to visit this wonderful place before. And gratitude that my friends and so many people in the world are also free to visit there and enjoy everything it has to offer… Gratitude that the country lives in peace and its wonders will most likely be preserved for generations to come…
As far as motivation, motivation to do what I can and will do to ensure that I keep on going after all of the things that bring my life joy, and meaning, and most importantly peace of mind…