What really matters? Who are we, what
are we really here for and who, other than our mothers,
gives a damn? I do! And I want these questions answered.
Maybe it's because I am getting older. Maybe it's because
some of the people in my life who are about my age
are leaving the planet. Maybe it's because I am worried
about our children, the inside ones as well as the
outside ones. Maybe it's because as you age you start
to see even the tiniest flaws in your own character
the way the smallest wrinkles glare back at you. But,
whatever the reason, I think we have to wake up and
find out what really matters…NOW! All around,
those who are dying and those who are being born remind
me that life is come and gone like a single harmonic
chord from the sound of Spirit. In an instant it appears
to be over and what will it all have meant? What matters?
For four to eight year olds…what matters is someone
who says your name softer. What matters is what's in
the room when mom tucks you in at night or kisses your
bruised knee. What matters is the look in your parents'
eye; even when you feel you might have disappointed
For nine to thirteen year olds…What matters
is someone who shows up at your games and flies over
the bleachers to yell at the ump when you get hit with
the ball. What matters is hearing Mom or Dad say you
are beautiful or handsome even when you feel like your
body doesn't fit. What matters is knowing that that
even though you are changing, what Mom and Dad feel
for you never will. Sleepovers with your friends really
For fourteen to nineteen year olds…What matters
is grandparents who understand when you'd rather be
with your boyfriend or girl friend. What matters is
the cute girl or guy in algebra who wants to go steady.
And it matters that Mom and Dad still remember what
it felt like when they tested the limits.
For twenty to thirty-something year olds…What
matters is homes, kids, togetherness, achievements,
acquisitions and stolen moments.
For thirty-something to forty-something year olds…What
matters is forgiving, understanding and getting more
tools to do it better.
For forty-something to fifty-something year olds…What
matters is taking a breath, settling in, finding and
feeling the truth of who you are.
For fifty-something to whatever-something year olds…What
matters is waking up, going deeper and meaning more.
What matters is quiet moments, being remembered and
deeply valued. Why does it take us so long to discover
what really matters?
Maybe it would be easier if we knew right from the
beginning that we are each here to find and claim what
really matters. You'll find yours in the center of
that dramatic experience during which, like a lightening
bolt, you change your whole perspective. It's in the
moment you release control and let someone love you.
It's in the instant you realize you don't have all
the answers and you relax about it. It's in the step
you decide to take to finally change the direction
of your life. It's in the middle of your purpose for
living on this Earth. What really matters is in your
decision to choose ethics over comfort, union over
separation or love over fear. What really matters can
be found in your courage to embrace life, live it fully
and fill it with joy. What matters is that you choose
to show up on your own side.
You have this minute, these hours and years to make
of life what you wish - to find what really matters
- or not. When you choose to direct all of your energies
toward this goal, and not toward all the things that
will wear out long before you do, or the things you
cannot take with you when you leave, the Universe becomes
the wind beneath you and your safety is insured. What
really matters will come to you with joy. In fact,
one day, you will be It.