Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Fence Sitting

A large farm in Westtown Township, July 2004Image via Wikipedia

Does it feel like you’re sitting on the fence waiting for something to happen? Something that will help steer you in the direction that you feel you should be heading. You end up placing yourself there under the guise of playing it safe. A smart decision to prevent a hasty decision and ensure you won’t regret taking rash action. Then as the days, weeks, months, and even years go by you discover a harsh reality. That playing it safe is exactly what you didn’t want to do. It becomes a crutch. A support, a reason to not follow the chance, to never follow the sign, that will anchor you from ever setting sail toward your true heading.

More now than ever it has become apparent that chances are limited. Making a smart decision can be the difference between truly living and just getting by. The end goal is still just a goal. It doesn’t define you. That’s the journey, it makes you, and it defines you. If you never leave the fence, what does that say about your journey?

There are few doors open these days, and you can’t afford to sit on the sidelines while others are out there trying. The television, while tempting and enjoyable, will hamper your quest. Excuses are rampant and the problems are never ending. There are a million reasons why you can’t do something. All you need is one reason TO DO something, to do anything. Cookie cutter homes, stereotypes, great talk, tons of hype, all the wants and needs, the continuous search for all the wrong things you think you want are nothing but staples of the fence sitter. Dreaming through books, television shows, or just mere ideas are great. They should serve as motivation, not the sole focus of one’s dreams.

This is nothing more than a random thought. In which whose weight is determined in time and reason.

As Always… Knock Hard… Life is Deaf…


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1 comment:

  1. Great post and very true. If it wouldn't be for those unopened doors, life would have no meaning. Nothing will ever happen, nether good nor bad if you never try to open those doors.

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