We rightfully celebrate their works, character, and memory – we know of so many who DID change the world. Most who did never sought fame, most fell short of their stated aim.
Every person or group who ever deserved admiration, deserved it for deeds and ideals, for what they tried to do. Many never achieved their stated goal. They weren’t after that goal or reward nearly as much as they were pursuing the issue or problem they were trying to fix. Einstein, Guttenberg and Edison weren’t trying to change the world – they were working on a solution to a problem.
We all come with the same equipment – ears, mouth, brain – capacity to write or speak or work toward what will make our life better, or make life better for others. In the end, fame and fortune will elude us all, because that’s not what matters. Success in money or majesty is not the way.
I likely cannot change the world.
I CAN change me.
A little bit here, a little bit there, never give up.
Encouraged, not by my stumbles and fumbles which have been many, but by encouragement I see everywhere in the world [it’s always been there, I’m just seeing better lately … ], reminding me every good thing isn’t world changing. Every misstep, just a blunder that proves something, makes us slightly better, slightly improved, and ever so slightly closer to the solutions we seek, changes we believe in or completion of what we build.
First, let’s solve a problem.
Then invent a widget, cure a disease, or build something.