Every adventure helps to enhance a better version of me. We never fail to meet and engage new people along the way. I was reminded that listening to the stories of others lives helps merge you into their realities. We connect by the questions we ask and not so much by the unprompted statements we broadcast. I find myself reflecting clearer after I’ve immersed my reality into the perspectives of those around me. I suppose one needs to have this understanding to push beyond the limits of the egos confinement’s. Engage, embrace, and enjoy appears to be the path I’ve discovered through all of my travels.
We can only grow by pushing our boundaries beyond what feels comfortable. We can only truly evaluate ourselves through the perspectives of those around us. We can only realize peace by settling these two paradigms. Reaching out to others through your attention to their reflections of what’s in their hearts and on their minds. Often times it’s the story they wear and not the story they tell that’s weighing on them. Embracing them with your comforting touch absent of the judgement they fear.
I suppose that if you’re going to give a shit, you should be ready to make a difference in this world. All too often, the motivation comes from attaining something for yourself. It doesn’t feel quite as bad, if you share a little piece with your family, but generally that is secondary in the hierarchy of incentives for us. All those people piled up at the bottom of the socioeconomic pyramid hunger to have stuff in their lives too, numbing the sting of not having a clear path to prosperity.
Hope is what’s left for those who can’t see their imagination come to life. The view through your feelings is clouded with the distortion of the effects of your emotional entrapment. Just as the planets bend the light with their gravity, ones thoughts get skewed by those undeniable feelings. Peace and comfort only exist when you can precisely calculate the arc of that bend to identify where things will land for you.