I can’t expect peace to find me, I have to look for it.
I can’t expect inspiration to tackle me, I have to tackle it.
I can’t sense what is beautiful about the world if I don’t use what senses I have to notice it.
I can’t expect the best from others, because we aren’t always at our best.
I spend too much time judging, either the actions of others or my own actions. I fail to measure up to my own expectations, or I feel that others fail to measure up. It’s an exercise in futility, an act lacking in compassion, a neverending journey on a hamster wheel.
I deny myself the title of writer because I don’t write what I think is enough, and I also put too much stock in such a title. What does it really mean? I am already me. I may be flawed, but I have already succeeded in being me. I may want to change, to improve, to grow in knowledge and ability and yes, in spirit, but I am already me. I can be me during the whole journey. The hamster wheel is unnecessary and gets me nowhere. The path ahead may be full of challenges, obstacles I must face, but I have no need to focus on those distant bends when I should be focusing on right now, this one step before me.
Try not to look behind too often. The past will want to glue you to the spot.
One reply on “Just thoughts”
Great perspective. Very insightful!