I am still alive. And so are you.
We should probably spend less time in front of screens and more time in front of the world. Because we won’t be alive forever.
I love the access the internet gives me to the world, and how it allows me to feel connected to far-away friends. But at the same time it also helps fuel a treacherously easy path down to a cave full of mind-numbing habits: sitting, clicking, reading, dreaming, sleeping, working and on and on. Even more dangerous is the sensation that I might be doing something, when in reality I am doing very little that drives me forward to my dreams.
We are all aware of the passing of time. Children in our lives grow up quickly. Monday rolls around so quickly we can’t see where the last week went. I think I can actually see my hair getting greyer by the minute.
And yet I am still alive. This is the important part.
I was inspired recently by Edward Readicker-Henderson who tells his readers candidly about how travel literally keeps him alive. He faces a serious illness, which impedes him from travelling. Yet he continues to travel, because it keeps him living.
I have no such illness to keep me from travelling. Just the disease of distraction and mindlessness and so much privilege that decisions get mired in choices. I can’t blame this on my job, or my partner who doesn’t love travel the way I do, or my finances. There will always be a hundred ready excuses for people who choose not to take a plunge into life, a hundred reasons to stay stationary.
As Readicker-Henderson said “saying no is the easiest thing in the world. But who loves no? If you’re going to fight for what you love, don’t you have to say yes?”
Not ‘I don’t know’ or ‘maybe’ but ‘yes’. Not ‘someday’ or ‘possibly’ but ‘now’. Because I am alive now, and I won’t always be. And neither will you.