When I was younger, I gave up hope on a lot of things. I gave up hope even that I could find meaning in my life as an individual. I believed this so surely that I chose to live a life as much for others as I could. Teaching, giving, my aloof and let-it-be qualities are all a consequence of that most self-deprecating belief. I decided that I was a being without purpose-- that since I could never have a life of my own, my actions were simply positive and negative on a cosmic balance sheet of zero, completely outside the bounds of fate. I dedicated my life for good.
And now that I am growing older, I have come to realize that even these things that caused me to think that way all happened to make me into the person I am proud to say that I am. I would not be the person I am today had they not been the way they were. My life is a culmination of events and circumstances that make me the person that I am today. I am not a fateless soul who can help others without consequence as I once believed. I am a person at last in my own eyes. That changes everything.
As I move forward in my life, I seek now to give back so much more. Not for others, but for me. I seek to give now not because I feel that I don't deserve anything for myself, but because my life has forged me into a person who gains when they give. This would not necessarily be without my life exactly as it has been.
To wrap up this quick post, I was wrong. I am a person. I am here for a reason and I want to discover and deliver on that purpose as much as anyone else out there. And life? And life! It has never felt so good to be alive.
Beautifully written and words that make me smile
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