The experience of flying first class comes to an end. It has a definite beginning and end point. It's the part in the middle you're supposed to enjoy. And by all means, please do.
Similarly, human life has a start and end point but unlike flying first class, enjoyment in the middle is not the point. Comfort is not the point. Happiness is not the point.
Yet points of all of these things is what we tend to make.
Pursuit of enjoyment can keep you stuck. With a certain level of achievement in this area, yes, you can become wonderfully cultured and be the center of attention at any party but what hides in the shadows?
What hides beneath it at all? Who are you? Why are you? How are you?
Real answers to these questions is what we yearn for and, curiously, we must sacrifice the pursuit of enjoyment to be offered the answers.
Nature does not confer the pearls of Her wisdom to the gluttonous. They are conferred to the humble, to the meek, and most of all, to those who put the needs of service before the needs of self.
The more we fight for our share of the pie indicates diminished service attitude. Where service attitude runs strong, either there is no appetite or the pie finds its way to you.
Do we want to take? Or do we want to receive?