Opinions change. Not
all opinions, but many. Those that don’t
change often shift or otherwise shape and reshape themselves. For this reason I
often struggle with publishing my opinion, my current opinion. I challenge
myself by doing it. Taking ownership of my present plateau just in time to soar
off its edge and evolve into whatever is next.
The published opinion is locked in.
There, I’ve said it. And those
who read it will likely see it as my forever belief, my way of seeing, my
message, long after it changes. I accept
that. I don’t mind contradicting myself
as long as I believe it. This is not to
say that I like being in constant flux, or that I like having my beliefs
relentlessly crumbling. And I wholly
dislike being wrong in most cases. But I
do love being convinced of new ideas, being given new perspectives, enlightened
and changed. Through out my life, these changes of attitude, these shifts in
opinion and rebooting of my operating system, have worked like ladder rungs. And as I look back at my journey, they become
mile posts, connecting the dots creates a map of my experience. A map that proves I am moving, that I have
momentum, therefore, I am truly alive and living.
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