Best Things

How many times do we hear the the best things in life are free, that true happiness cannot be obtained by getting more, buying more.

I am not sure I for one really believed it, considering how much stuff was in my home a couple of years ago. I have taken several runs to Goodwill, and another to the dump to clear it out. It is better, and after all that work makes me think twice about giving in to that urge to acquire one more thing.

What has convinced me of the emptiness of a life spent acquiring more money and what comes with it, is all those nights I have spent in the wilderness, which only required a backpack, a stove, a tent, and a sleeping bag.

And there was that one time, camped up at 12600 feet, 1000 feet above timberline, when the sun broke out late in the evening and created a rainbow south of me, across the valley. There was a good chance I was the only one that witnessed it up there, except for my dogs of course.

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