Compatible with life.

The work never ends. Does not even matter what kind of work: in the office or at home. It tends not to be missed, and return again and again. A need still here and there to finish something, changing improve, deepen, expand, modify, terminate in time to catch a room.


But life has ended.


If we assume that the work is never done, then life becomes much easier. No frantic pursuit of excellence or the desire to do everything quickly, and many, and immediately. You can do this, then something else, and so on. It is not finished. Even if you put a project in the office at that time, immediately force majeure or other reservation will be filled immediately ... run faster! If you are at home and apartments correct wash dishes very well on the shelves immediately after dinner on the ground will be the new chips or candy wrappers children. Yes, I added and washing dirty dishes and washed again.

If you do the things you love, too, although in a very "at risk" can be such an interesting job that is easy to forget all 3 times for dinner and go to bed only after 2 days.


The process is not interrupted. The only thing that can help in this endless race, this sensible idea that regardless of the fact that the work does not stop, people can stop the run, make for themselves and live a happy life, to be in harmony.


Of course, the pursuit of perfection - a good source of motivation for action. But if the action is sometimes necessary? In the world of today's action all too learned to act, everyone needs immediate results. And how calm people with shining eyes of happiness? Not as much as I would like. Therefore, in our world today is the opposite - you need to counteract the action - the moment of quiet contemplation now and enjoy. Understanding of their intentions, and only then useful action with high efficiency.


Above all, sometimes you stop, no matter what, and feel the colors of life. Do you accept tremors joyful. I embrace you with its warm hospitality. O. ..! Live, how beautiful nature around you! In the mouth, it turns out, the moon and shining stars! I can sit in a rocking chair and think about them and they have the right! I can enjoy the sun, I can count the freckles on the face of the loved one, you can pet a cat, I can not sing a lullaby, sitting on the bed, he can not walk barefoot on the grass, turn me in the rain I think of the great ... I live consciously and left waiting.


Life has ended. It will not wait for people to understand and stop its daily run to something, why sometimes does not even know himself. She just passed and one day, when they begin to give way to the subway station, something poking inside. Really? I'm really old? So I did and have not begun to live, everything is ready, everything was, they waited ideal circumstances.


Life has ended, and the work is not.


Choose the most valuable, give you the right to rest and remember the life - a priceless gift. And most other such.