Only You Can Conquer

               You remember that visceral feeling you had the first time you ever rode down a steep hill on your bicycle?  How it shook those butterflies in your stomach but your senses were sharpened, what a feeling indeed.  To the best part inside of us, this is the best feeling in the world; the edge of control, the heightened sense of life.

              If we don't have that feeling at least somewhat often, are we really living our life?  If every moment of our life is something that we're used to facing, no matter what our past experiences, then what kind of life are we living?  Is it even something worth living?  Do we bring value to our world?  Do we matter?

               Incredibly hard questions that we ask ourselves are questions that cause emotion: anger, disgust, bitterness, sorrow.  Of course we matter!  Why?  Are you bringing a service to the world no one else can?  Is your existence something that couldn't be replaced by someone else who gets paid less and is much more handsome?  I occasionally look at myself and wonder if what I'm doing is making the world a better place, and I look for ways to increase my positive output.  To bring value and to improve others, the world.   To help.  This blog didn't have much of a point for a while.  I'm working on bringing it about to what I had originally aimed at:  "Philanthropy: altruistic concern for human welfare and advancement,usually manifested by donations of money, property, or work to needy persons, by endowment of institutions of learningand hospitals, and by generosity to other socially useful purposes."

--Hook