2006-06-06 15:24:23 · 6 answers · asked by pickle head 6 in Arts & Humanities ➔ Philosophy
life is not a destination, it's a journey.
it isn't until you willingly take your first steps and sincerely commit to that journey that you will truly begin to live.
when you, along this grand journey, open your eyes and marvel at all the miracles big and small along the way, that faith will blossom. hope is borne of faith. faith in yourself and faith in something bigger than all of us.
along the way you slowly become aware of a grander design. there is a slow natural pattern that has evolved into being over many many lifetimes. this pattern didn't come into being overnight, and neither does the enlightened heart.
look all around you, the proof is there. look at the pattern in the leaves of trees. each vein pattern is different in some small varied way. each one is unique, but they all serve the same purpose. there is divinity in each and every natural wonder.
look at people, we all look the same, yet different in small varying ways. we fill many different jobs and have varied agendas. but we all live for the same purpose. we live to learn, breed, teach, and revel in the marvel of it all. hopefully somewhere along the way we as a specie may learn to be thankful for what we have instead of constantly brooding selfishly over what we don't.
2006-06-06 16:21:04 · answer #1 · answered by ladrhiana 4 · 4⤊ 0⤋
It's easy and cannot be helped.
You slept last night and you will sleep tonight. How can you possibly find the 'shifting light of hope' in between? The fact is that to be alive is to be awake and aware. And part of that is to be hopeful. We are not so much hopeful about some grand vision of eternity as we are about what would be good to eat for dinner.
We do not live our lives in some grand plot driven plan, no matter how much we like to reshape it to fit some autobiographical format. What we actually do is live this minute and that next one in order. To trouble oneself over 'might bes' and 'what ifs' is to indulge in a sort of game that is no more real (and no less) than a nice hour spent over the chess board.
Try it. Try and sustain your musing beyond it's span. It will lose its flavor, it will become the cardboard cutout it always was.
2006-06-06 22:33:35 · answer #2 · answered by xaviar_onasis 5 · 0⤊ 0⤋
I had a professor talk about just this subject in class tonight. He said that if the beginning is memory, and the future is expectation, then the present is the point of contact between memory and expectation.
Then shifting light of hope in between would be that constantly moving point of contact between memory (beginning) and expectation (end) Maybe.
And this was in a music class!
2006-06-07 03:45:39 · answer #3 · answered by cloudofchanel 2 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Look east of the sun and west of the moon
2006-06-06 22:34:04 · answer #4 · answered by Brock L 2 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Maybe black is in the middle.
And we are in the middle of it.
2006-06-06 23:52:12 · answer #5 · answered by Aritmentor 5 · 0⤊ 0⤋
TV.
2006-06-06 22:50:07 · answer #6 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋