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November 20, 2005

The greater life within us all...

I am not the most astute observer in the world. I miss things I should be seeing and, sometimes, I am misled by what I want to see. But I can't think that I am alone in that situation. And I can't help but wonder if there really is anything more to this little game of life we play. I know I have major flaws...I'm the first one to admit it, but sometimes I wonder if having integrity and passion for life is enough. The Greeks were big on passion; The ancient Orient on integrity. But here I sit, in this modernist world and wonder if I am a lost soul who is 2000 years beyond where he should have been. Few things in life give me the pleasure of having discussions about things which matter, and discussions about perspectives. There isn't a single person on earth that you cannot learn something valuable from, and I love to learn those things. Those small, insignificant details about life and love and happiness and moving forward. Sometimes I think I look too far ahead; I look to a place I can't possibly truly imagine. I look to that place with what I want, and not what I need. If we really understood our needs as individuals and a human race, we'd be a lot better off, don't you think? I've wondered aloud to myself lately if there is anything more I need than what I have. Are there any skills which I still need to acquire and practice and teach others? Am I a good enough listener? Does my interest in people and their issues come across in the same depth as which I feel it? I've sat up late some nights just staring out my window...hoping for things to fall into my lap. But I know, in reality, it's too much to ask. Greatness doesn't befall men (and women) who lack desire and courage and charisma.

As the daylight mists through the morning horizon clouds, I wonder to myself what capabilities I have. What greatness lay within me. When I explore the pathways of life, will I see the obvious roadsigns? Or will I miss out on something pure and good because I am too afraid of the consequences? There is much to say and little known. There is much to learn and little taught.

But, I think, I am ready to find what I need.


 



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