The Stuff of Life
If I was told that I had one year left to live, there’s no doubt in my mind what I would spend it doing.
I would work on my novel.
The desire for a human being to be recognized as a significant positive force in the lives of others is the most fundamental and fulfilling motivation in the human experience. The American dream of financial domination and entrepreneurial ecstasy can approximate this feeling, but many people have said before me that money won’t bring happiness. Acknowledgement by your peers will. J.R.R. Tolkien, Dickens, Faulkner, and Stevenson all achieved something that no money can truly buy.
More than any other thing in life, satisfaction in personal achievement is what makes one feel like they matter. Even if you build the worlds tallest house of cards, and moments later the wind blows it down, you’ll know: I did it. That feeling is more important than owning the biggest TV, the priciest car, or anything that money can get.
Go get what you want. Do the thing that makes your blood boil, your heart leap. That is the stuff of life.
Hooray! We have another standard-bearer from the next generation…keep it in front of our faces, smack us with it if necessary. Perhaps before my generation (Baby Boomers/Viet Nam era) dies out, we will, again, open our consciousness and embrace what really matters: family, friends, giving and receiving Divine Love and working for the benefit of all life. That’s what you CAN take with you! Thank you Wordlar.