Balancing Attention

The man as a person aside, I often think about Dr. Seuss’ line, “life is a great balancing act.” It’s a simple yet wise statement.

We can pursue success in multiple arenas in life, but excelling in all of them seems impossible. We have to choose what we give our attention to.

Almost all of us choose love or vocation. When we look at it that way, we’re much more similar than we are different.

In Between Time

The spare moments matter in life. All the few minutes in between things are wasted when we’re on our phone. I’ve been guilty of it a lot lately, and I’ve noticed how it’s robbed me of the ability to be fully present. That brief transition time, or that period of nothing, adds up to a lot of our life. And I’ve found I’m happier when that time is immersed in reality, fully present, experiencing all that life has to offer. When you do it regularly and consistently, it’s impossible to ignore the fact this is all a miracle.

Writing Is

Writing is torture. It can drive one mad when reeling.

Writing is love. It can provide absolute clarity and purpose while in flow.

Writing is simply this: it is crucial for developing critical thinking, because it requires marshalling multiple thoughts coherently.

Maybe writing is our answer.

Reflecting in the Wrap

Some days just wrap you up and spit you out. It can be hard to keep the bigger picture in perspective when life is “hitting you fast.”

But that’s also kind of the twist. We have to roll with whatever’s presented to us, keep going, and hopefully, find some time to reflect on it all.

Because it truly is one big beautiful amazing world.

Living all of it

You only get so many workouts in life. What may seem monotonous or even torture—we don’t live forever. I find it helps to cherish the little things, to find joy in the “annoying” drive to the store, or that really hard set, or the daily commute. It’s not easy, but wouldn’t you give anything to ‘suffer through’ such a moment one more time on your death bed? Life is short. But we can live all of it.

Attributing Empathy

My sister likely has limited capacity for empathy due to her circumstances. I’m sure it’s affected my own awareness for emotional intelligence, among many other ways in which she has changed my life. And I try to remember, in my worst moments, can I have a little bit more empathy? Can I place myself in another’s situation to try to understand their plight to some degree? I’m not always successful, but it’s accentuated my life experience, just as much as travel or anything else I often write about. Thank you Megan, you’re affecting the world in ways you might not even know.

Transition Time

Time fluctuates during transitions. The end of quarters, a move or breakup… it can fly by at the speed of light or pass laboriously in trickles. I often wonder about the fluidity of time, and how personal experience seems to influence it, instead of the other way around. Perhaps we are more powerful than we imagine.