The Moment, The Journey, The Destination.
I'm up late watching these Winter Olympics and talking to my girlfriend online while she's overseas.
Thinking about the Olympics and Olympic athletes, watching them perform, some succeeding, some failing, I'm thinking about all of the training and hard work that they put into succeeding in these games. In some of the ski events, figure skating, and speed skating, the difference between success and coming up short could be one slip, one off balance move, one stroke of fortune of misfoutune. Earlier tonight I while watching the ski competition, about three of four competitors crashed out and missed out of their chances at a medal. Seeing that, you can't help but feel for those people whose years of training has amounted to a crash out on the slope. Just like that; dreams dashed. Hard work, for naught?
Hardly. I think you would be hard pressed to find any one of those athletes, whose Olympic dream ended on that slope, say that their training and preparation was for nothing. In the process of such hard work and preparation, a person learns something about themselves. They learn about the limits they can push themselves to, and the limits they can shatter. But more than anything, let them take you back to their mindset while perparing. Imagine them completely in that moment, working hard for the sake of working hard. That moment, at that moment, is bigger than anything in the world.
Life is little different. You often hear it said that's its not about the destination as much as it is the journey. Personally, I think its about the present moment..of which the sum of makes the journey. Whether here, there, or on the way there; life is more than just setting goals and either achieving or falling short. Life is about every moment, lived in that moment.
Thinking about the Olympics and Olympic athletes, watching them perform, some succeeding, some failing, I'm thinking about all of the training and hard work that they put into succeeding in these games. In some of the ski events, figure skating, and speed skating, the difference between success and coming up short could be one slip, one off balance move, one stroke of fortune of misfoutune. Earlier tonight I while watching the ski competition, about three of four competitors crashed out and missed out of their chances at a medal. Seeing that, you can't help but feel for those people whose years of training has amounted to a crash out on the slope. Just like that; dreams dashed. Hard work, for naught?
Hardly. I think you would be hard pressed to find any one of those athletes, whose Olympic dream ended on that slope, say that their training and preparation was for nothing. In the process of such hard work and preparation, a person learns something about themselves. They learn about the limits they can push themselves to, and the limits they can shatter. But more than anything, let them take you back to their mindset while perparing. Imagine them completely in that moment, working hard for the sake of working hard. That moment, at that moment, is bigger than anything in the world.
Life is little different. You often hear it said that's its not about the destination as much as it is the journey. Personally, I think its about the present moment..of which the sum of makes the journey. Whether here, there, or on the way there; life is more than just setting goals and either achieving or falling short. Life is about every moment, lived in that moment.
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