How is it that we can "know" what is right for us, "know" that our lives would be better, healthier, fuller, easier, more fluid if we did this particular thing or that specific thing, and yet stand and the gap between "knowing" and "doing" as if we were paralyzed?
If I ate better, if I got more exercise, if I got out more and socialized, if I saved more money, if I made better choices I would have a better quality of life. Some things I do not know how to attain, others are clearly attainable and yet I still stand here at the gap, looking over the edge.
No, I don't want someone to push me over the edge. I want to step, or leap, or jump that gap myself. I look for that muscle, the switch for movement and find myself looking into and murky pool of disappointment. I've jumped before and landed on my face, alone and feeling lost.
I don't have an answer, yet. I'll keep you posted...
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