It happened again. I was working in my new office for the first time this morning doing something I love for my investment Clients and myself when a chorus of bird songs caused me to stop and listen through my open windows at their “It’s great-to-be-alive message.” I don’t speak bird, and can’t swear that’s what they were singing, but their songs are so delightful that I’ll bet my interpretation is fairly close.
I looked up to see my tiny grove of redwood trees swaying to the timeless rhythm of the wind’s caress. The invisible visitor even took a moment to say hello with a gentle kiss to my face.
The redwoods proudly sported the lighter green needles of new growth which contrasted so handsomely against their darker more experienced brethren.
I felt the pleasant warmth of our faithful dog Sadie as she lay at my bare feet, her black coat gently tickling my toes.
I was engulfed with immense gratitude to be able to experience it all in my office while I did what I love without having or needing a boss or commute. I know that many people dream of retirement and I can understand why, but as for me, I’ve been retired, and this is so much better.
In that moment, as I simmered in those thoughts, I asked myself how much money it would take to get me to give it all up and go back to work in a regular office with a boss and a commute doing something I didn’t love. I couldn’t think of a large enough number.
May your days be filled with blessings.