This post may be suspect since I’ve just returned from the pub where I watched the Champions League match between Barca and Arsenal. But I can’t help thinking about this especially tonight and especially within the last year. There’s something to living the good life. I certainly was doing so during my time in Bend. Lots of hard work and lots of hard play. Everyday. It wasn’t perfect, but it was pretty damn sweet about 95% of the time. I got to live for 3 1/2 years with my best friend in the world and become friends with some real, genuine, good people. I would never regret a moment of my time in Bend. I needed every second there to get a handle on who the hell I was and what I could possibly want to be in the future. And maybe more importantly, to let go of the past which was dragging me down. All of that got figured out for the most part. I learned my lessons and was ready to go. Bend was always going to be a temporary stop over for me. Some place to enjoy life until I could find my road to England.
And now, a year on, I am searching for what is next for me. School will be wrapping up here in another month or so. My dissertation will be done in another 5 months . Then what? What do I do from here? I am struggling. I want to go about 100 different directions.
Right now it’s finding that balance of what is going to be a good life after school and what’s going to be a meaningful life. Meaningful being I am contributing to the betterment of the Earth. Bettering life for someone else who is struggling. Taking these skills which I have acquired and giving back to others and to mother nature. But I don’t want to do it to the point where I am not happy. If that’s the case, I won’t be doing what I set out to do. It’s a struggle now, but I think the forces that be will direct me in the right direction as long as I am open to them.
On top of all this I keep trying to apply these rules to other people in the world. I see lots of people in the US taking for granted all that the country has given to us. The opportunities that we have had and that we have passed up because it’s too difficult or would require too much time. Maybe I’m wrong about that, but I think many Americans (and Westerners in general) could reorientate their lives and make them more meaningful for themselves and for others. Going after those dreams and goals which seem to hard to achieve. I just spent 6 years trying to find a way to get to the UK and make sure I did it in a way that was still relevant to what I wanted in life and that I could eventually give back. From where I am now, the world is my oyster from where I want to go from here. It’s daunting to make the next step, but I’m excited to do so.
I understand that things are hard. And they often require huge sacrifice. But if it’s worth it, it won’t seem like such hard work.
This entry may have lost it’s focus. But what I’m getting at is that living a good life is good. Living a meaningful life can mean a good life for you and for someone else. Immerse youself in your passion. Give it back to the world. And we can all be better.
God, I have become a hippie, haven’t I? Yikes.