Life's Journey
|| "Life is a journey." || || I've always liked this quote. We're always in a state of motion. Over time, wherever our lives lead us, we have had to contend with the hundreds of starts and stops, progress and regress, to and fro's like the swing of a pendulum, in our quest to strike some sort of balance; some sort of middle ground. My experiences have taught me what the quote suggests, that there is never a set destination in life. I once read somewhere that as long as we are alive we are always in the process of becoming and that all our journeys in life are journeys in self-discovery. I agree. No one remains static and unchanging. I think everu journey we begin or pause, forces us to discover something new about ourselves. I've heard some say that they have learned all they need to learn and others of us say we learn something new each day. Still, what we do with our knowledge will show in our daily lives, not only by way of where we live or work, but by way of how we live and work--Giving back to those who help us, helping the needy, taking time out to play with a child and hearing that child's laughter, being loyal to our family and friends, expressing love to those who seem undeserving or simply sending them love from afar. This I believe, is what life's journey is all about.||
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Longley on Life's Quest
"For me, this is what the future is all about: the endless quest for understanding how things work and what else is out there. It's the journey, not the arrival that matters. It's the unanswerable question of what it takes to make the perfect world and the perfect life ... It's the constant experiment that counts; never knowing what will turn out right, what will turn out wrong ... Human beings are discoverers, inventors, experimenters, creators, of an unknown and chaotic future. We will go on doing what we have always done: our best to try to understand it all. We will continue to shape the future -- not necessarily the future we want or the future we expect, but the future that will just happen. Whether we like it or not."
Richard Longley
Degrees of Comparison
Asked, "what are you going to be when you grow up?" my son responded, "I don't know yet." His answer was firm, accurate and final and he continued his homework seemingly without another thought to the question and more interested in looking up the defintion of the words "biophobia, biophile and biophilia," which was assigned by his new classroom teacher on the first day of returning to school after the summer holidays. I shuddered as memories of my childhood when I was always asked that question--seemed like on a regular basis--came flooding back.
I recalled that if I was around my parents especially my mother when asked that question, I would grow anxious and felt hard pressed to answer with some kind of worthwhile job description or professional title and would say something like: "I'm going to be a doctor when I grow up," for the look she eyed me with before I would answer was one which said, "you better say something sensible/worthwile (or else...)"
These days the questions most asked of me is "where are you from? what do you do?" and of course I provide the typical small talk answer describing location and job title. Speaking of which, I read somewhere that the next most interesting question along these lines is usually "where are you going?" I agree it is an interesting question but for me, this would take sometime (maybe a lifetime)to explain.
Now how about this question: "where were you and what were you doing on 9/11/01?" Hmm...My personal answer to this is something I doubt I'll ever forget for the rest of my life. Perhaps this quote from Great Expectations summarizes it best: "That was a memorable day to me, for it made great changes in me. But, it is the same with any life. Imagine one selected day struck out of it, and think how different its course would have been. Pause you who read this, and think for a moment of the long chain of iron or gold, of thorns or flowers, that would never have bound you, but for the formation of the first link on one memorable day."{ Chapter 9 }
Don't know why but Dickens' opening in { A Tale Of Two Cities }also comes to mind whenever I reflect upon the day of September 11, 2001..."It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way- in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only."