Life Lessens

We like to tell ourselves that the difficulties in life are our test, but that is a half truth, a lie.
Everything, EVERYTHING is a test.

The tragedy and the celebration, whatever we do in that moment, we are choosing to make ourselves something (if only slightly so) different than we were just moments before.

The greatest test of who we are is what we become when we have no time to think before we act.
When we are faced with gut reaction as our only timely option.

It is then that we should step back and reflect on just what it is we have shown ourselves to be in actuality, what we have made ourselves.
Step by step, little by little.

There is always something to learn in any situation for the willing student.

While no one can make us feel or do anything, what we feel and do should be embraced with deep introspection and speculation as a testament to our character, either by default or design.

We should question, always, what we have done that has brought us to this place, good or bad.

Consider this...
No one who knew the date that they would have to run for their lives would wait until the day of the race to train.
But life is a series of situations, however easy or difficult, that is in reality a training of sorts in preparation for run of our lives.

Sadly most of us (not excluding myself) live like we can train on the day of the race and claim that we did our best however we may finish or not.
We are only denying to ourselves what we and everyone else can see.
It is a solid testament to the fact that the easiest lies to believe are the ones we tell ourselves, and we do so most often for our immediate leisure, hoping that when the day comes that we know we should be one thing or another we might become that thing in the moment.

THAT is training on race day and It doesn't work like that.
It is a lie believed by our most gullible audience, ourselves.

This is probably the shortest lesson from all of this I can possibly share, but valid none the less.

I am learning more ugliness about myself than I ever would have desired.
Thanks for sticking with the once terminally optimistic me.