“I love
the abstract, delicate,
profound, vague
voluptuously wordless
sensation
of living
ecstatically.”
You'll never reach a point in your life where everything is solved, all neatly tied up in a bow.
That's the point. There's no 'final scene', only the on-going adventure movie, forever unresolved.
You learn to love the mess of your life, its constantly changing nature, its unpredictability.
And you stand as the immutable silence in the midst of the storm, the wide open space in which joy and pain, ecstasy and agony, boredom and bliss, can arise and subside like waves in the ocean.
There are no problems when you know yourself as the space for it all.