Changing ourselves – is nearly impossible, but at least we can make some progress if we try incredibly hard. Changing anyone else is impossible. Realizing that distinction is essential.
So, change – is it something that happens by accident, or incrementally over time – notwithstanding daily routines which can numb us and leave us oblivious to those changes, the ones our habits are making permanent?
If someone hadn’t seen us in five years, would they see us as changed, or simply observe that we are looking five years older?
Some might say – “life is short, so why struggle to change?” – which is both a good point and a poor one at the same time. If we are attempting to change the world we could lazily rationalize that anything that difficult should be left to others with more power, more money or more youth going for them. But what if the change we want is for someone else, to give more or be more for someone else? And what if that person is ourselves?
Change for me?
It isn’t selfish.
It isn’t destructive.
It isn’t wrong.
It seems to me that the only way we can change the world or change ourselves to be of value to someone else is to begin with the only person we can change – and make those changes within ourselves.
Then, and only then, we have a chance we have a chance to change anything meaningful …