Since when was pretty pictures on Facebook relevant to your health, job, family or anything else?
But you can control it, right? You don’t spend so much time on social media that it matters, right?
10 minutes a day makes for 3650 minutes per year makes for 60 hours per year.
That’s not so much time to look at pretty pictures.
Only 10 minutes more to read about some idiot who is a disgrace to the office he currently occupies and what he will do next.
Will people thank you at your funeral for having spent 120 hours per year for that? Almost a month full time work per year.
As if you volunteered for summer camp to help the disabled. Oh, wait that’s only 1 week per year. Or …
Will people thank you? Your family? Your son or daughter? Voters in the United States?
I know what they will say at my funeral if I continue like this.
With being able ‘to control it’ …
I know what they’ll say. Or rather: What they will not say because I didn’t do much about it.
I know what they’ll not say. And I don’t want to hear it.
They key is to acknowledge that you need to take time to focus on what you wish and want for, even if you don’t believe you can get it – or that it is very far away.
Do that consistently – telling yourself: ‘I know it is not true now, but it is a good day dream. It’s a fantasy. I am allowed that!’
What will happen?
I could try to say to myself every morning I get up:
“What shall I do on this day in my life-journey?” (Or just: “On this day of the journey?”)
By doing so I train myself to see my life as a journey.
And for me a journey has always been something positive.
It has a goal. A meaning. Even if a lot of terrible stuff happens along the way and you get stuck for 3 days in an airport somewhere
An education spurred by passion is a soul’s project. And it can be made useful and even profitable given time, and without ‘selling out’. If it is knowledge you love then there are ways to live from that. It starts with trying to see how you can make that knowledge useful. Because that is what the soul really wants, I believe.
This blog is what I’ve been wanting to do. Because there is so much more to share. I don’t think I would have done it as CEO of that other company. Then I would have been counting beans now. Not thinking about so many other things to share. So maybe I am in the right place, and those phases of life (finish education, get career, start family) are just illusions. At least insofar as I think of myself having ‘failed’ to complete a couple of them 10 and 20 years ago.
I know deep inside I made it through the psychiatric ward to new life because I had something to fight for. I think part of the explanation why a friend of mine did not make it was that he had little to fight for, except his own life.
There IS a very real, very live, very physical way of keeping thoughts around, for a good long time, after you have let them out.
I’m talking about keeping thoughts on the Internet, of course.
Think about the totality of whatever you let out on the Internet, through a WHOLE life. Or just … 20 years. 30 years.
Sure, the Net will be different when you and I get older, but it will be there – trust me.
It will be there in some new incarnation.
And stuff we left on it years ago … it WILL be around.
And somebody WILL find it. And WILL be affected.
So what did you leave around?
Working together again with people who want to contribute to the world – even if we don’t work together on the same project – that will have an immediate effect on the vitality of the soul. And it’s positive.
Whatever *else* it is that’s still existentially ‘blank’ in my life – a Big Blank, it feels like – that will not go away when my son comes. I’ll probably be able to forget about this lack in my soul a lot, because I am … well … busy. But forgetfulness is not a solution to such a feeling.
Your soul will take you were you need to go. Feel the truth of these words instead of automatically denying them, because you don’t believe in ‘soul’. Just feel what the word does to you.
But perhaps one should not always look for definitions and conceptual shelves for all things, including meaning and purpose? Well, obviously I have a need to do just that, to some degree, and in order to understand myself and others better. And to find meaning and purpose, for which I yearn.
In spite of Char’s job at a charity and my intention to create a business with a social purpose, we are both so deeply occupied with our day-to-day-routines that we rarely talk about this kind of Big Hope that a charity or social business actually stands for. What it looks like, what it feels like. No wonder that we sometimes feel like even the most meaningful work in the world doesn’t matter any more. Purpose has to be felt. And feelings have to be kindled, like a hearth that need attention in order to continue giving off heat.
Whatever makes you tick – that big grand Purpose you are searching for – it can never be Pure Forms, pure goodness in your mind – and especially not in reality. There is always this shatteringly real Wind-of-Messy-Fears blowing around you. And it seems to blow harder when you aim higher and try to do something Big with your life, like searching for and realizing a Purpose that will make a lot of difference to many people.