Nothing Special
If we dote on experiences, believing they matter, perhaps itβs worth our while to travel to Paris, to St. Barts, or to Hong Kong. Or get a good table at a three-star restaurant in Manhattan. Or experience mind-blowing bliss where we feel at one with the universe.
If, on the other hand, we value serenity and know every experience is fleeting, we might be just as happy abiding in presence, watching a couple of squirrels chase each other along the branches of an old spruce.