Thirst For Life
What is it
about the nature of some of us that we can barely contain the hunger we feel for the sight of
every day? Where does that come from? Why do some of us have that and others
seem to be left cold with the prospects we face for a new adventure every day?
Do some of us fear the future and hang back for fear of what may come? Is it
the sense of optimism that some of us feel that makes us so eager to see the
next day, while others are held back by being more pessimistic? Where do you
stand? What does one’s attitude in this area say about the kind of life you
have led, will lead?
I think this
is really important. What do you think? When we are young, most of us, we don’t
consider questions like this as we get on with the business living our lives
each day. We are O so busy! We would rarely spend any time thinking about such
things. But a pattern quickly emerges in the way we tackle the elements of our
daily lives. If we are hungry, it shows!
I am
thinking back to my beginning days. It seems to me that I was in a muddle in my
earliest years. When the smoke cleared, I had formed the conviction that my
purpose was to take on heroic tasks and my ambition was to make an indelible
mark on the wall that marks human endeavor.
Then, I
could hardly wait to see how things would unfold. So each day was a step toward
this unknown but exciting future. Does that mean that I had a thirst for life?
It was not just about being alive. It was about the potentiality that each day
held, that eagerness for a new adventure in which I was intent on being a
principal actor.
This is not
a recommendation I am offering. This is just an observation I am making about a
memory I have of my past. This attitude contains the inherent danger that in looking
so exclusively at the future, one may fail to see and/or appreciate, important
elements of the present that could be crucial for the people around you. I
recognize now, in contemplating my past,that I was sometimes blind to the potential
impacts the realities of my “presents” could have on those close to me. I
failed to be as sensitive as I should have been that my narrow focus harmed, or
that the risks I took, could have harmed, important persons around me.
Nevertheless,
isn’t it important to be excited about life? Couldn’t that command our approach
to all the elements of existence that we are forced to confront? Do we go
forward hoping for the best outcome, even if we have to be ready for less than
that outcome? But if we always expect the worst, why would we ever try for the
better?
Each day of
our lives is a precious gift that has been given us without our even asking for
it. Why would we not embrace that, dwell on that, eagerly look forward to the
turn of every page? The world has the potential to be a paradise. Why would we
not be eager to assist in creating that reality in all the things we do?
Why would we
not anticipate that we could partake of the possible blessings on offer?
Wouldn’t that make us eager to see what is on the next page of our lives? Wouldn’t
we have a thirst to see that future, partake of it? I always assumed that my
near and dear would share and enjoy the benefits of the potential gains I saw
and was eager to earn.
There could
be joy for us just around the corner. I don’t know about you, but I have always
been hungry to see what was around that corner. I have always searched for,
sought out the things that might ensure that the joy I aspired to could be
realized around that corner.
Finding benefits
in life for others, in addition to those for myself, has been a great
motivator. In my mind that objective was the one that was always worth working
for. Seeing my kids and their kids, take their first big steps forward on their
own has been thrilling.
These things
have kept me busy looking forward for almost ninety years! What’s on your
agenda?
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