Priority

Life is full of stuff.  People, places, things.  Opportunities and events.  Dangers, risks, rewards, challenges.

Throughout life, people will try to tell you what to do, what to see, who to connect with, when, how, and why to do or not do everything.

Some of you will listen instinctively.  Some of you will resist automatically.

But, it is your life.  You get to choose what matters to you.  This may be the only real, meaningful choice you ever have.

So much of life is predetermined, as you probably know.  But, your little list of priorities is up to you to make or to delegate.  Whether you like it or not, you will live your life according to some set of priorities.  The issue is whose set you subscribe to: your own or someone else’s.

A guy I work with gets pretty angry at the mundane panic of being overwhelmed by a mountain of boring and largely meaningless assignments.  He carries his anger in his face, which is often tight-lipped, unsmiling, and serious.  I identify with him a lot.

I should say I used to identify with him a lot.

After Phil died, I gained a new perspective on a lot of the parts of my life.  Life is so short.  Everyone tells you this.  But, once someone you loved passes far too soon, you really feel it in your bones.  Life is just a moment.  It goes quick.  A fleeting sparkle on the surface of some great wide lake tucked deep in a hidden valley buried beside a grove of timeless trees.  If you aren’t careful, you could miss it.

So, lately, I have been trying to keep in mind what really matters to me.  Of course, we all have to do things we don’t like.  But we never have to do anything that doesn’t matter.

The stuff imposed upon us that doesn’t matter to us weighs heavy on our minds because there’s some kind of cosmic dissonance in forcing yourself to do so much that does not advance the ball for you.

I guess, what I’m trying to get at is I think we’d all be happier people if we let go of the little things that do not matter.  And keep in mind that we get to choose what matters, in some way or another.

This world is strange.  I do not know if there is some grand universal reason why we’re here.  But, I believe that we should not spend our very limited time here under the weight of someone else’s priorities.

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