A walk is a time to ponder, “my life.”
A life is a gift bestowed, but you must be present in it, to shape it intentionally, the way a potter shapes his clay. If you don’t, someone else will.
It is easy to drown, in daily chores, losing sight of one’s bearing.
To labor day after day; to toil in the details, and yet never step back, is unwise; we will get lost in bushes instead of climbing to the horizon. After all, life’s satisfaction comes from progress and progress happens when we take time to review and adjust the course.
Where am I heading?
Is this where I meant to go?
How did I get here?
Am I in control of my destiny?
These are questions of sweet solitude–a time deliberately taken off to dream the bigger dream..
If progress is important, vow never to fall asleep to your vision. Before you do fall asleep, ask of yourself:
Whom have I loved today?
What have I build today?
What have I learnt?
What step have I taken today toward a greater life?