Seven years ago I graduated from high school with a head full of ideologies and dreams about what my future should hold. I wanted the world with a fence around it, as my grandmother would to say.
My adventures thereafter brought many conflicts of interest as I continually found it difficult to stay focused on one goal. Through three institutions of higher learning, tens of geographical locales, and what seems like hundreds of love affairs of the mind and of the body I found myself stumbling in and out of depression as dream after dream failed to bear fruit. I lived in the past while simultaneously contemplating some fantasy future, always. That is until this past year.
I can’t pinpoint the moment or day or month where everyday life on earth began its slow pull into the gravitational field of sublime living, but I can say that a slow wobble of thought patterns over the past eight months or so has been the catalyst for positive change. Without getting into personal details, here are the bare bones:
“We cannot know what we’ll become, but we can control what we do.”
So when I came across the Classen High School commencement speech by Wayne Coyne of the Flaming Lips, I smiled pretty big. Despite his obvious attention to cue cards, the message is dead on. I only wish he would have been at my ceremony. But then again, I had to learn for myself.
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