Year over year, decade to decade – memories, both good and bad ones, are inevitable – weighing us down too much. How long should we carry that load?
On its face – this day is no different than any other. Yet it sits on the second-half of that hinge called midnight, pivot point from last year to this as if we swung open a rusty gate. Blank page. Empty bowl, empty belly, empty head …
Some of us aren’t that hungry. Why aren’t we?
Why aren’t we as eager as someone without a roof, without a penny, without food in their cupboard?
I’m not suggesting we all be ‘destitute for a day just to get the feel of poverty’, but rather we should better appreciate that fine line between impossibility and survival. Life as we know it, changing so rapidly we can only manage, if we can manage anything at all, the gap between where things are and how far behind we are …
But it’s more important than understanding latest technologies and those changing impacts on life as we know it – it’s about whether we spend our days, our lives, with sense of purpose driven by importance that hungry person feels – a ‘must get this done’ attitude.
Do we have anything close to that in our lives?
I often wonder what I might accomplish if I faced ‘real adversity’. I know I could do more. So, why not? Why not do more, be more, accomplish more, bite off more, work harder and smarter – might we then expect a different result?