A Rich And Beautiful Life

So I was reading this biography of that woman,
can't even remember who she was, probably Virginia Wolf's sister, Vanessa Bell.

The biographer said, she led a 'rich and beautiful life'.


Of course, she was a wealthy polyamorous little bitch, with a number of kids-by different men- and a number of interesting hobbies, that mostly had to do with art and the like, yadda, yadda, yadda. Hence her biographer thought that she led a rich and beautiful life

Reading this  made me ponder and think.

Most people's lives, even lives of people that can be objectively called rich and beautiful, are lives that are anything but rich and beautiful.

Most people's lives, if we are to be fair, can be called 'nice' or 'alright.

 If one is really lucky, they might lead a  'good' life. 

But show me someone who says he or she is living a rich and beautiful life and I'll show you a liar.

For one thing, the person believing this to be the case for their lives, might think so at one moment and then a few days, months or years later, think otherwise.

You see, life is made up of of so many components, so varied and plentiful, that a few of them are bound to be off at any given moment.

Think of heartache, illness, death, deprivation, loneliness, to mention only a few that even the priviledged ones have to deal with , whether they like it or not.

And logic says, a thing is only as good or bad as its components.

You might argue, that well, maybe some parts of life might be good and some parts might be bad and some indifferent, but what matters is the sum of it.

But the thing is, if that is the case, who judges what makes a good or bad life, if even the one living it may not have a clue about its total sum or if they are likely to change their mind about it from time to time?

Is there a universal, non-subjective metric system for measuring a life well-lived? For a rich and beautiful life?

Take Virginia Wolf's sister for example.

Supposing that she did live a rich and beautiful life, as stated in her biography.

 I'm sure there were many moments in her live that felt totally crazy or unhappy ( for one thing because keeping all those different men that fathered her kids happy sounds like hard work to me, not to mention childbirth is in itself being messy and mostly  involving pain and hormones running havoc in your body and emotions).

 I'm almost certain that if anyone told her at certain moments in her life that she was living a rich and beautiful life, she' d laugh a bitter laugh of desbelief, thinking 'if only they knew'.

Same as it is with all of us.
Rich and poor, beautiful and ugly alike.

Our lives are sometimes beautiful and rich, then at others poor and ugly, in every sense of the word.

Can that change?

Nope, it keeps fluctuating.

Too many variables at stake, remember?

Impossible to control them all at any given moment, superhumanly impossible on this plain of existence.

How does this tranaslate into your life?

Here 's how:

It is impossible to live an entirely rich and beautiful life,
but it is very possible and easy to create rich and beautiful moments most of the times.

So I' ll just go and do that.

I'll go create as many beautiful and rich moments as I can.

Forget a rich and beautiful life.

It's the moment right now that counts

Love and hugs
Eirini