Now, what else is there?
What we hope for the future may or may not happen.
What we place our hope in now in the present, and building upon that is the hope that matters.
Don’t wishfully just hope that someday it will all be alright.
Use today to build a better tomorrow.
Indiana Jones and the Idol of Eternal Youth
When is old too old?
The perception of the last Harison ford Indiana Jones film was that Ford was too old to play the role. According to our cherished memories, yes, he was.
But why can’t we let our heroes grow old?
Do we hold to a belief of eternal youth that is offended when we see our action heroes become slow and weak?
Surely we can believe, as Indy did, that there’s life in the old dog still?
Happy Anniversary?
Should we mark, let alone celebrate, a negative anniversary?
If so, how?
It is a matter of personal choice how a person should remember an anniversary. It can be a celebration of thankfulness for survival.
It can be a time to take stock and allow yourself to be reconciled with what you may have lost, but also to be grateful for what you have, the increased significance it has for you.
Who's in charge of you, You?
My third cancer blog and the last one I wrote while still an inpatient. I may have had two cycles of chemo left.
By this stage, I was drained of anger. I still had my days, but it was getting me nowhere. I was pushing myself to choose to accept the situation, but to keep the hope alive of future reunions and restarts.
This blog focused on the effect of the loss of personal autonomy and knowing I was not in control.
I questioned whether we are ever really in control of our lives.
Small Picture Big Picture
About halfway through my chemotherapy, which I was on for 5 months in total, I was really struggling with accepting what was happening.
I accepted that my survival prospects were good, but I was angry with the life I was losing. Simply put, I just felt it was unfair. Additionally, I had lost my spacious, bright room, which had an access space before entering, making it very private.
I was now in a dark, poky room which looked straight onto the main corridor.
I had a long way to go, and things seemed to be getting worse.
I took solace that the moment I was caught in was just that. A day would come when I would re-enter the fullness of life, I believed. I wanted to see the big picture.
What Gets You Up in the Mornings?
What is the daily routine of life for?
Is it to make a success of ourselves professionally, to make an impact on the world?
Is the success of our life to be detemined materialisticly?
Or do we get out of our beds every morning to somehow improve the lives of those around us?
Is our value what others hold of us or what we hold of ourselves?
Hope
Hope is perceived as being essential but also as elusive. The hope for a better future plays a large part in motivating us to work through difficult situations.
Some may also say that being driven to achieve by a hope unfounded in reality can result in a destructive end.
Whatever your views on the helpfulness of hope, we all strive to have hope.
Self-discovery in a hiding tree
A tree near me reveals its secret every winter. The secret being that, despite being on a small roundabout in a busy road, it is the home of several nests.
My perception of this being odd indicates that I have a limited mindset of what is appropriate or expected behaviour. Surely the birds would use the hundreds of trees in the park on the other side of the road.
If I limit the behaviour of birds in this way, how do I limit my own?