Open

One of my best friends is writing a novel. As of what he is writing about, I'm not quite sure. I think like anyone trying to make anything he is making it along as he goes. Hoping at some point the dots will connect. Sometimes it's better that way. Often times you learn more from making things than things that's already been made. I think if there is any big secret it's to just start doing things. Start living life. Not having any real expectations, but having a check list as you move along. Everyone has some kind of check list whether you think that hard about it. Go to college. Check. Or don't go to college. Check. Get a job. Check. Meet the right person to settle down with. Check. Or never settle down. Check. Maybe have some kids along the way. Check. And at some point...retire?

For all the effort life requires it's like all the energy we should be spending being open and ready for new experiences we are waiting for the ones we already planned in our minds. Doesn't that sound crazy? Or completely out of our control? We couldn't possibility know how every detail of our life will be mapped out. I don't think it works like that. One of my favorite scenes from any movie is in Forrest Gump when he says, "Jenny, I don't know if Momma was right or if, if it's Lieutenant Dan. I don't know if we each have a destiny, or if we're all just floating around accidental-like on a breeze, but I, I think maybe it's both. Maybe both is happening at the same time."

That never made sense to me until recently. I think we see what we want to see, and I think more importantly we're ready to learn some of the greatest lessons in life when we're ready and supposed to. When we're open, and ready.