It’s not about intensity, it’s about consistency.
It is said that you can see the world in a grain of sand,
and yet no matter how long you stare at that piece of stone,
you won’t find what you’re looking for.
Life is like that.
We look and look and look.
Give and give and give.
Do and do and do.
And then stop and wonder what has come to be, more specifically: who are we?
It’s easy – getting caught in the doldrums of life.
It’s easy – drifting, flying, falling apart.
It’s terrifying – standing between doing and thinking.
It’s terrifying – finding yourself at the edge of an abyss.
I enjoy the thoughts that arise from aimless wanderings, and recursive wonderings.
And yet life seems too consistently teeter between a hit and a miss.
So I ask myself why?
And where we started is where the answer lies.
It’s not about intensity, it’s about consistency.