Rant on Goals and Epiphanies

This is a Rant. if you are easily offended, hate goals or epiphanies, this is not the post for you.

It’s no secret to anyone that knows me, I love epiphanies. Even the holy crap ones that you just didn’t see coming, and then chastising oneself for not paying more attention along the way. I also love goals. No matter what they are, nor whom has them, I support working your arse off to achieve them.

I have come to believe, by way of experience, that when you set goals, consistently work toward them, you appreciate the end result far more than had it just been given to you. When you EARN what you have, especially after life has knocked you on your arse and you have to start over, from scratch, you learn to love your life, to appreciate it and respect it. Thus becomes a self-perpetuating habit, making you work harder to keep it. Fighting for it, to protect it for your self and those that matter in your life. The work doesn’t stop when you get to where you are going. It’s not about the destination. The maintenance phase just begins.
I also don’t believe in handouts. I do believe in hand ups however. They are great, unless you are one of those people expecting them and then taking them and the people willing to help you for granted. A hand up is to help you get off your arse and on your feet, you know, so you can do for yourself. (And those people should never be shit on. They are getting fewer and farther between due to being constantly shit on by ungrateful disrespectful souls…it’s craptastic, please just stop it!)

 

Now that’s not to say the shit happens. Life happens. Our choices along the way are ours to make, as are the consequences that come from them, ours to own. The good, the bad and the I can’t believe I did that…The question remains the same, “What did I learn from this?” And if you haven’t learned anything, how many times will you repeat that which isn’t working for you, before the bright shining epiphany happens? And oh how it differs from being on your own to having kids/family/pets/important others relying on you to have your crap together.

I can’t help but wonder, why it takes some of us a few times of getting knocked on our butts, getting up and dusting ourselves off to start over again, before we decide we have had enough of that crap? I know it’s been a couple of times for me and I flat-out refuse to do it again. I make sure I am earning the life I have every single day. I make the time to really look around and notice every detail. I appreciate it and take time to be thankful and enjoy it. And never forget to pay it forward!

 

I’m not entirely sure when society as a whole became so freaking selfish. The “Do for me”, “Give me”, “I can do no wrong” attitude sours the stomach and leaves a horrendous taste on the tongue. Have we so quickly forgotten in such a short period of time, even over the course of say the last 100 years, that nothing gets done by itself? You can’t have a clean house if you do not clean it. Technology is to the human condition as oil is to water. We just don’t mix with out a good hard shake. Now we are an on demand society that have forgotten the fundamentals that got us here.

 

Rant over. As I step down off my soap box, I shake my head in disappointment. Humans are capable of greatness yet too many await it to be handed to them.

Potential. Each of us has it, built-in, already on board. It’s right there next to the auto correct. Yes, you have that to.

What are you doing with yours?

Tracey.

P.S. Life is hard and no one gets out alive. Embrace the suck and quit your bitchin’.