Spirits Of The Future Or Shades Of The Past

Who you spend time with matters.

Who you spend time with matters.

Somewhere in between the joys of blog maintenance and mission for 2015 I stumbled onto a post called This Was Our Song.

It wasn’t on my list of posts to review for technical issues or one that I intended to read because I wanted to use it for another post but when it showed up on screen I decided to read it again and it stopped me dead in my tracks.

If you ask me to list my favorite posts I’ll tell you I am not sure and explain that it is a bit like asking me to name my favorite child, but this one has to rank up there.

This one captured so very much and is timeless for me in so many ways.

It fits in with the hard decisions post and so much of what I have been working towards and building for.

What does that Mean?

When my world was turned upside down and inside out I fought with all I had to keep everything from collapsing.

My entire life people had described me as being tenacious, stubborn and at times a force of nature. So I figured that a guy like that could stop the world by force of will and somehow change things.

It didn’t happen.

Instead I managed to stave off some changes that should have taken place sooner than they did.

But the thing about stalling is that it doesn’t prevent you from having to deal with whatever it is you have been pushing off, it just means you are going to spend more time dealing with crap that prevents you from moving into your future.

So here I am at the keyboard listening to Dylan sing Tangled Up In Blue and thinking about the quote I used in the top picture.

Thinking about how important it is to share experiences with people you care about and want to spend time with. That is a big part of our happiness, those moments big and small and who shares them with us.

They don’t necessarily require huge amounts of money either because sometimes the best thing you ever get to do with someone is sit and talk

Sunset
Somewhere during the crazy moments when I felt like I was at war with the world I started to think about what it was I wanted for my future and what I was willing to do to make it happen.

And I will do what is required so that I can determine whether the ghosts I see are the spirits of the future or the shades of the past.

Those words above jump out at me because I realize I know many of the answers to the questions that were once associated with them and more importantly because I can see the changes from the moments where I stopped fighting to stay where I was and started moving into the future.

This post might not make sense to anyone besides me. It might not follow rules of blogging or do things that are likely to attract readers.

There is a lot of ‘I’ and not much ‘you’ and a ton of ambiguity in it but one of the best parts of blogging is that it provides us with a way to learn more about ourselves.

Writing is a great tool to use to figure out what we think, what we feel and what we want.

That might sound silly to you but if you have ever been asked to write down why you believe as you do or to share your dreams you might appreciate how putting words to paper provides a certain clarity you might not otherwise have.

What I am saying is I wrote this post first for me and then for you. I am saying I read words that reminded me about how far I have come and lent optimism to how far I have to go.

I see more big changes on the horizon.

I see myself having put myself in a position to live a richer and fuller life and that makes me smile, how can it not.

And for those of you who are asking for funny stories and screwball adventures, stay tuned for there will be lots to share soon.

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2 Comments

  1. Larry January 10, 2015 at 3:30 pm

    A richer and fuller life sounds good. I hope that vision proves prophetic and comes to fruition soon.

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