Unfortunately, you can't have it all!

Even though around us it is all so beautiful, we often catch ourselves comparing how it may look somewhere else. And if we then take a closer look, we will always notice one thing: The grass is always greener on the other side, on which we are not resting.

Maybe we have been lying there for too long, so that the grass on our side has been weighed down over time and no longer has enough strength to rearrange itself and grow. But strangely enough, sometimes there are even more people lying on the grass on the other side than on our side. But why does everything seem to be fresher and greener over there?

Is it because of our eyes and our head? Or is it our heart?

Satisfaction is a difficult word, and many of us often don't know what to do with it. I myself also like to push this feeling far away from me and prefer to bathe in a tub full of tears, which I have previously filled myself.

Accepting the here and now as it is is apparently easier said than done. We also want more out of life and we want to tweak and optimize our own condition to the max.

Dissatisfaction and ungratefulness seem to live not too far away from each other and to visit each other regularly. Probably they encourage one another and together run up to top form, which is not at all good for our heart and our mind.

The little bird that we have caught with great difficulty and which we now hold in our hands, is immediately compared with the bigger one sitting over there on the neighbor's roof. From there it chirps cheekily into our direction, confident that it will be safe from us for all eternity. Only we don't want to believe that and continue to chase after it foolishly. And in the process, we often lose the little bird that we have ignored and left unnoticed.

"All or nothing" we might shout out now, but actually we aren't ready at all to accept the "nothing". We want everything and yet so much more. Even if everything around us seems to be in perfect order, we find it difficult to be satisfied. We continue to smirk over to the neighbor and then complain that the sun shines much more intensely at his place than at ours, where it is already so sunny and way too hot.

Actually, we could enjoy being here all by ourselves, stretching our legs and sipping a cool drink. But there is always something that disturbs our peace and prevents us from relaxing. Something is always missing to make us feel truly comfortable and content. Grumbling just seems to be in our nature, and it seems to be our hobby to complain about each and everything and to look for a disturbing hair in every delicious soup.

And so we are left with the choice between the dull and unsatisfying today or the unknown and uncertain tomorrow, which may lie forever out of reach in the distant future.

Or will we perhaps manage to finally settle comfortably in today? If you take a good look around, it's actually not so bad here. It may be a little bit messy and unclean, and in many places even quite dusty. But mostly it just needs a little fresh air and maybe some new paint. But if you try, the here and now also manages to shine and convince. And then the grass over there is suddenly no longer so fresh and now the big bird on the neighbor's roof bothers you much more than it interests you.

And if you think it over, you never liked the sound of that damned bird from the beginning. But If necessary, you can still get your BB gun and shoot it off the roof. And finally, peace returns to the garden and to your own soul. Most likely you will now go into the house and get yourself a beer, which you will skillfully open at the fence's post, before falling onto your chair and sighing with relief. Maybe after all, life isn't so bad...