When we want something, we are taught to visualise that thing, to focus on that image, until we have it.
But what if that image causes us to miss the very thing we want?
What if from our limited perspective we create an image of what we ‘think’ we want, but fail to acknowledge what we truly want?
What if by focusing on something so specific we walk right past what would bring us true happiness?
What if instead of visualising we ‘emotionalised’ how we want to feel?
One of the greatest lies we tell ourselves is that we’re falling behind. That someone else is ahead.
As a young man I associated strength with force; louder voices, sharper opinions, firm lines in the sand.
There’s a strange kind of pride we’ve developed in being exhausted. But even lions, the king of the jungle, rest.
I can't remember a time in my life when I didn't have ambition.
We sometimes believe strength means self-sufficiency — that being independent means being isolated.
We often try to outrun the storm, emotionally, physically, spiritually.
We’re entering an age where machines do our thinking before we’ve even had a chance to try.
In church the other day, the pastor gave a sermon that really stuck with me. He talked about two people.