Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Where Are You Going?

Okay, I'm going to be profound here...at least for a moment.  I was looking at this quote which I found going through my perpetual de-cluttering of stacks of paper (which seems to be an occupational hazard of writers) and decided it was worthy of mention before I tossed it:  "The greatest thing in this world is not so much where we stand, as in what direction we are moving."  Goethe said that.  Think about it.

I do differ with his opinion somewhat.  Where we stand, if we stand for something, can also be a great thing.  I kind of like the statement of what the old '50s or '60s TV Superman stood for, how does it go?  Truth, Justice and the American Way?  Cool.

It was such a firm, positive statement on the television at that time.  At least to the kid who listened to the lead in for the show.

What do I stand for?  What is my motto?  I think it changes as I have more life experiences.  Perhaps it is:  Do good, be good, enjoy life.  I've always liked the "live, laugh, love" quote that is popular now.  The Golden Rule is also something I relate to:  Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.

Back to the quote from Goethe about the importance of where we are going.  Surely if we stand for something important and good, we are going in the right direction with our lives.

What do you think?  For what do you stand and in what direction are you going?

Saturday, February 20, 2010

Starting Vera's Version

Gosh, I can't believe it.  I finally got the nerve to create my blog.  My intention has been to do so for over a year.  Somehow it was so hard to actually do this thing which is proving much easier than I had anticipated.

Perhaps that is another of those Life Lessons.  Things usually aren't as big and scary as they seem from a distance.  When you are up-close-and-personal with whatever it is (unless perhaps it is a vampire, werewolf or a baby's dirty diaper), the THING that has made you hesitate so long is not really a big THING at all, but a small, little ghost of itself.  The fear that held you back drifts off like a wisp of smoke in the breeze of accomplishment, and you wonder...why did I hesitate so long?

Note that I have craftily substituted You rather than own the problem as my own.  Anyone relate?