What does it mean that life is not all about you? Certainly, you are the one living this particular life. There will come a time when your life does not seem so pivotal. You will naturally come from a less attached place. You will not erase yourself, not at all, yet what seems so vital to you today won’t be so momentous.
 
The day will come when all of life will be more like the lottery. If you don’t win the lottery this week, it could be next week. You would love to win the lottery, yet you are not so attached to it. It’s not that you see your life as hum-drum, nor do you see your life as of no account. Your life just won’t dominate so much. It will not be all so prepossessing. It will be more like background, more like scenery. You yourself will be more of the foreground which comes down to your life being less about you. You won’t feel the need to prance any more. You will just take it easy.
 
You won’t have the perceived need for excitation in your life. Even when all is not wonderful, all will be well. You won’t be trembling so much. You will be more yourself. You won’t be jumping up and down so much. You won’t be rocked so much. You will be more on an even keel. You are forever, yet life comes and goes, and you are constant. You will take the high’s and low’s of the world as, well, just life. Nothing will shake the apple tree of yourself so much or even at all. It will be more like your taking a walk through the park. You always come out the gate of the park. What can upset your applecart?
 
You who entered the park are the same person who comes out, only now you have walked through the park. It was a walk in the park. That’s what life is.
 
You have a more steadying influence on yourself. You are not looking so much to jump up and down. It is like you sit more with your feet up. What happens in life is more or less the same to you. Hey, what’s the big deal? You always do come out the door you came in.
 
You worry not ahead about the future nor do you keep cogitating about the past. It’s all the same, just that you are walking in one direction or another. You raise one foot and then another. This is what life seems like to you. You neither run up the stairs nor fall down them. Whatever goes on around you simply goes on around you. It’s not exactly that you are far far away, yet you definitely aren’t so close to every instant as once you were. You don’t look at life as the way you used to. Now you wonder what it was that had such an impact on you.
 
It’s not exactly like getting out of the rain. It’s just that rain or snow or the summer sun don’t carry the significance they used to.
 
You still go to sleep at night, and you still wake up in the morning. You are not so consumed by a day in your life as once you were. You’re not frivolous about it. You are not scatter-brained. Life just doesn’t become so urgent. You don’t knock life down, nor do you carry it around with you so much. Life comes and goes, and you don’t mind about it so much. Life goes on every moment, yet you don’t go on about it as you once did. It is not exactly that you take it or leave it. You just don’t make it such a big deal. You are not blasé, nor are you overwhelmed. And that’s a good thing, isn’t it?