We breathe and exist each day. We begrudgingly rise to tackle the day and what it may offer at times. But, instead, we enter the vortex of our lives and get sucked into a routine, one often dictated by others, to then, with little anticipation for tomorrow, rest to allow it to begin all again the following day. Is this living or existing?
Why would we do this? With limited time available, should we not be pursuing our dreams? No one ever comes to someone and says, ‘I know you have a dream; let me make it happen.’ Not even Disney would come up with that storyline. We should dream and permit ourselves to go after them and feel alive each day and be invigorated to do more. You will know when you are on track when you regret the limited hours in a day and are excited to continue on your quest the very next day.
Life may be filled with regrets, of which the greatest may be the unfulfilled promises that we made to ourselves. If we shoot for the moon and miss, we will likely still land among the stars. It is your remarkable life. Why not go after it?
