The Propelling Piece
We all have that one thing that propels us, that makes us more of who we are than anything else. We all have that thing we have to tap into. Sometimes we tap into the wrong sources of it, sometimes we search for it in all the wrong ways and it crushes us when we are faced with the depth of the wrongness, but in the end there is still that one thing. Can you name your one thing? Can you look deeply, honestly, and truthfully at yourself and pinpoint that one thing?
I posed this question of myself after talking with an old friend today. That's the thing about old friends, they knew you before you were you. I mean in the grown up sense of it that is. They knew you when you were a kid, when you were going through the awkwardness of growing into your grown-up form. One of the better things about old friends is that they may not have seen your progression through adulthood and because of that they have a smidgen of clarity on the basis of who you are.
There is a lot to be said for the way we grow. The way the days, weeks, months, and years of life change us. The ways we adapt to situations, people, circumstances and life in general. And I guess that is the point here. We humans have to constantly evolve, change, roll with it. Now, don't misunderstand me here, we all have our core truths, our core basis for working through and dealing with these changes. After all, at the end of the day we still have to have our integrity to hold on to. Or in the least, we should.
But how do we let changes define us? Do we crumble and fall? Do we sit and lick our wounds non-stop to a point they never heal? Or do we look for the answers, get what we need to some degree, and learn. And from that lesson do we move on? How do we apply the lesson in the forward movement? Do we go back and relearn it a time or two because we failed to read all of its little cues?
And all of this, all.of.this. it is defined by that one propelling force. That one thing we all look at as a defining piece of the puzzle. I know the shape of my puzzle piece, do you know yours?
I posed this question of myself after talking with an old friend today. That's the thing about old friends, they knew you before you were you. I mean in the grown up sense of it that is. They knew you when you were a kid, when you were going through the awkwardness of growing into your grown-up form. One of the better things about old friends is that they may not have seen your progression through adulthood and because of that they have a smidgen of clarity on the basis of who you are.
There is a lot to be said for the way we grow. The way the days, weeks, months, and years of life change us. The ways we adapt to situations, people, circumstances and life in general. And I guess that is the point here. We humans have to constantly evolve, change, roll with it. Now, don't misunderstand me here, we all have our core truths, our core basis for working through and dealing with these changes. After all, at the end of the day we still have to have our integrity to hold on to. Or in the least, we should.
But how do we let changes define us? Do we crumble and fall? Do we sit and lick our wounds non-stop to a point they never heal? Or do we look for the answers, get what we need to some degree, and learn. And from that lesson do we move on? How do we apply the lesson in the forward movement? Do we go back and relearn it a time or two because we failed to read all of its little cues?
And all of this, all.of.this. it is defined by that one propelling force. That one thing we all look at as a defining piece of the puzzle. I know the shape of my puzzle piece, do you know yours?
Comments
Post a Comment