I have a long history of running away from the things I need the most. I used to assume I was the only one who engaged in this ritual of self-sabotage, but I’ve discovered that plenty of others do it, too — standing on the brink of achieving what they need and then pushing it away. Why do some of us do that?
I’ve talked before about how fear keeps most of us from doing the things we want to try, but I’ve also talked about how we can overcome fear to become the people we want to be. What is it that keeps so many of us confused about what’s important in life? Why do so many people end up stumbling through life aimlessly, with no apparent purpose other than to get finished with it?
It seems to me that many people are confused about the purpose of their lives. They’re either trying to live materialistic lives by other people’s standards or else they’ve ended up somewhat nihilistic, feeling that life has no purpose or meaning. Both approaches are missing the point of living, in my view.
I’m thinking about this for an odd reason. I watched a documentary about King Tut Sunday afternoon, and it left me thinking about the meaning of life.
If you want a president to ‘run the country,’ you’re missing the point
Reality check: A stupid racial prank isn’t ‘the worst thing anybody can do’
As sowing comes before reaping, culture comes before politics
NOTEBOOK: The forest is burning, so quit arguing about single trees
Don’t show me the past or the future; show me what you can give now
Flashy ‘stimulus’ projects conceal truth that the state destroys wealth
Galt’s Gulch? I can live without that, but I need my own ‘Akston’s diner’
Sometimes we don’t really notice perfect match ’til it’s far too late
To unlock your heart for real love, you must embrace vulnerability