Press On

I imagine people in each century brooding over circumstances of their own times, feeling closed in as if the world were laying blocks before them where it seems everything they understand of spirit and meaning and value is being countered. Today, people want immediate answers; they want to get on with making life work for them.

But society doesn’t take the time to learn what we are made of, nor value it, intrinsically. We must press on nonetheless. For pursuing what you were made or built to do well, brings a joy and fulfillment that cannot surface while going against the grain because it is not manufactured from our will or desire, but was formed within our fiber at the very beginnings of time. It is no wonder pursuit of those talents brings contentment and peace.

You would think, the world would respond positively, or step aside and respect what the universe had naturally bestowed. But the world is too busy manufacturing its own version of meaning and purpose, and once you get so far beyond what nature has ordained, life becomes artificial and leaves no room for art, except one that reflects back its own artificiality.