The Observed Life

So we had company staying with us this week. I find myself planning to make everything comfortable and perfect.

Stressing about the cleanliness and making sure we have a home that says welcome. It’s a work in progress.

It’s curious that these urgent feelings don’t come about when it’s just me and my little clan. Why?

Have we become too familiar with each other?

Are we taking each other for granted?

Why is the observed life so much more fulfilling?

The observed life changes our behavior.

If I’m being observed, or on display, I act different. I do the work. I make it happen and give more.  I accomplish my goals.

If light is observed, it will change it's behavior.

We are all the light.