The little things...
It's so easy to get bogged down in this journey we call life.
So much is happening around us, it's sometimes difficult to find our way or even see things through the next step, let alone the next level.
With the tragedy we've witnessed over the last week in the Gulf Coast, I think each of us has taken time out just to reflect on our own falliability, and the preciousness of life.
I can only hope that we continue to be reflective of our lives, and how we can contribute to the greater good in some way.
But, I'm also in limbo. As with any tragic experience, I'm left looking at my own life and thinking "What next?" "What's my destiny?" "How can I help?"
In this state of introspection, though, I've learned what I think is a prominent life lesson.
It truly is about the little things.
I think as Westerners we have mastered the ability to celebrate big. We can tout our successes, and gloat about our accomplishments. But, in reality, it's not so much about the big wins. As cliche as it sounds, we have to take a step back, and smell the roses. In fact, I'd say that we have to first recognize the rose even exists before taking the time to appreciate its beauty.
The so called little things are what's most important. Those tiny successes that we forget to recognize are paramount in the overal scope of our existence.
The sun rising, the moon providing light in the darkness...A star shooting across the sky. The fresh smell of coffee in the morning. Cool water when the sun is shining bright. Waking up in the morning. Having life, health, and strength. The ability to think and express. Having hope. Exuding grace in the midst of pressure. Being true to yourself in a would be compromising situation. Each of these things has its place in showing us the beauty of our existence, and how our lives have value.
Our success isn't in the brass ring we're constantly chasing. Material gain is irrelevant.
It's about those things that at one time, didn't seem to matter, seeing the value in the little things in life, celebrating the small wins, and understanding that nothing, absolutely nothing in this life is guaranteed.
When I consider my own life, the things that I'm most proud of aren't neccessarily in the end result, but in the journey I endured while working towards the goal. It was during the process tha I discovered my strengths and weaknesses, and learned the most about who I am as a human and as a woman.
We're stronger than we often realize. But it's not until we look back in retrospect that we recongize our success was actually the culmination of multiple wins consisting of distinct, consistent, sometimes iterative steps that when combined, created a bang!!
Seemingly insignificant wins are worth celebrating. Our quality of life depends on not what we do with the big successes, but how we appreciate the small ones.
The little things are really what matters most.
PosB
So much is happening around us, it's sometimes difficult to find our way or even see things through the next step, let alone the next level.
With the tragedy we've witnessed over the last week in the Gulf Coast, I think each of us has taken time out just to reflect on our own falliability, and the preciousness of life.
I can only hope that we continue to be reflective of our lives, and how we can contribute to the greater good in some way.
But, I'm also in limbo. As with any tragic experience, I'm left looking at my own life and thinking "What next?" "What's my destiny?" "How can I help?"
In this state of introspection, though, I've learned what I think is a prominent life lesson.
It truly is about the little things.
I think as Westerners we have mastered the ability to celebrate big. We can tout our successes, and gloat about our accomplishments. But, in reality, it's not so much about the big wins. As cliche as it sounds, we have to take a step back, and smell the roses. In fact, I'd say that we have to first recognize the rose even exists before taking the time to appreciate its beauty.
The so called little things are what's most important. Those tiny successes that we forget to recognize are paramount in the overal scope of our existence.
The sun rising, the moon providing light in the darkness...A star shooting across the sky. The fresh smell of coffee in the morning. Cool water when the sun is shining bright. Waking up in the morning. Having life, health, and strength. The ability to think and express. Having hope. Exuding grace in the midst of pressure. Being true to yourself in a would be compromising situation. Each of these things has its place in showing us the beauty of our existence, and how our lives have value.
Our success isn't in the brass ring we're constantly chasing. Material gain is irrelevant.
It's about those things that at one time, didn't seem to matter, seeing the value in the little things in life, celebrating the small wins, and understanding that nothing, absolutely nothing in this life is guaranteed.
When I consider my own life, the things that I'm most proud of aren't neccessarily in the end result, but in the journey I endured while working towards the goal. It was during the process tha I discovered my strengths and weaknesses, and learned the most about who I am as a human and as a woman.
We're stronger than we often realize. But it's not until we look back in retrospect that we recongize our success was actually the culmination of multiple wins consisting of distinct, consistent, sometimes iterative steps that when combined, created a bang!!
Seemingly insignificant wins are worth celebrating. Our quality of life depends on not what we do with the big successes, but how we appreciate the small ones.
The little things are really what matters most.
PosB
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