The TV program 90218, which I’ve never watched, apparently signifies that that’s a cool place to live. Does it also infer that 90208 – or the like – isn’t as cool? Probably. We can live anywhere we want with our own internal zip code.
Designate a place you want to live: peaceful, serene, joyous, robust, harmonious, abundant, carefree, stress free…and live there. Give it its own zip code and enjoy the neighborhood.
My friend Sally and I were commenting on our predicaments in life, and yet, we wouldn’t change who we are, the challenges, the highs/lows or the time with anyone else. Our internal zip codes are more than likely of our own doing, believe it or not. Why is the world positioned between the “haves” and the “have nots.” Who’s to decide? I know I have something that you don’t and vice versa. Do I care? Not particularly. You might. I have a different internal zip code than you do and that’s where I want to live; you do as well.
Some of you may have financial difficulty, some of you may have health issues, some may have relationship problems, family situations or other issues that cause your blood pressure to hit the stratosphere, but it’s all your perspective. You may think that because somebody else has money that s/he doesn’t have problems; I guarantee that’s not true. You may think somebody else with good health is in nirvana, not necessarilyso. Each of us carries our own excess baggage and we pay more than $25 per bag during any given day, week or month. Let it go.
Focus your attention on your “have’s” instead of your “have not’s.” It will make your day rosier and others around you appreciative. No one wants to be around a sour puss whose life is 10x better than the man on the street, and yet s/he only sees the grim. Highlight your personal zip code and invite people to move in. All us want to have the peaceful, serene, abundant, stess- and care-free lives; allow those zip codes into your community and let them flourish. You’ll be rewarded with great neighbors and a celebrated environment.
I’ve posted a short story – “Perspective”- below. I do not know the author, but it paints a great picture.
One day a father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the firm purpose of showing his son how poor people live. They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family.
On their return from their trip, the father asked his son, “How was the trip?” “It was great, Dad.” “Did you see how poor people live?” the father asked. “Oh, yeah,” said the son. “So, tell me, what did you learn from the trip?”
The son answered: “I saw that we have one dog and they had four. We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end. We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night. Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon. We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond our sight. We have servants who serve us, but they serve others. We buy our food, but they grow theirs. We have walls around our property to protect us, they have friends to protect them.” The father was speechless. Then his son added, “Thanks, Dad, for showing me how poor we are.”
Isn’t perspective a wonderful thing? Makes you wonder what would happen if we all gave thanks for everything we have, instead of worrying about what we don’t have. Appreciate every single thing you have; others are envious!