The Writings Of Tao Writer – Enough

You never know what is enough until you know what is too much.

William Blake (November 28, 1757 – August 12, 1827)

Tao Writer (April 17, 1948 -)

“That’s Enough!”

My mother would yell from wherever she was to wherever my brother and I were wrestling or in a tussle. We both knew what enough meant and would move to our neutral corners and discontinue whatever it was we were doing. No more of whatever. Enough.

As I sort through my stuff as George Carlin calls it, I realize once again it is time to reduce the load I carry with me. I have more than what I need to live. More than enough. There is a surrendering when I accept enough. I do not need to add more. A letting go of what is too much. Excess. There is also satisfaction with what I have. There is no desire or need to seek more. Both emotions, surrender and satisfaction equally exist in enough.

A clothing designers once said of the mini skirt, “It should be long enough to cover the subject and short enough to keep it interesting.” That might also be the key to enough. When do I have enough? Perhaps Blake’s comment above is correct. I must first know what is too much but that thinking would seem to encourage one to always want more. Enough is sometimes dependent upon availability. Everyone does not have the luxury of choice as Goldilocks had between three beds to determine which one was just right, just enough. Enough is sometimes just what we have, period. We make it enough. There is no other choice.

At one point during this wonderful life I live, a loaded bike, a tent and the open road was enough. Now, this aging body wants a firm bed and a hot bath or shower instead of a dip into a cold lake or stream. Enough is food I do not have to cook myself. Warm clothes. A good pair of walking shoes. No responsibilities for others or the stuff of others. What is enough has changed for me over the years. At times it felt out of reach. Other times it was all I had.

I have a friend in Cuenca, a furniture maker who created the furniture which will travel with me to Loja. A good craftsman. I see in him a mirrored soul. We communicate with eyes and heart more than with words. I went to tell him goodbye last week. I purchased more furniture than I needed because I wanted to help his business. I asked him how he was doing.

“Tengo todo que necesito para satisfacer mis caprichos,” ( I have everything I need to satisfy my whims) he says.

I feel the same. I have everything I need to satisfy my whims. I have enough.

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