You can. End of story.

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On Wednesday I posted an image on Facebook: a cup filled with coffee, the words Happy Hump Day scrawled on its surface and hearts drifting upward from its steam, and added my own message: You can. End of story. What thrills you? You can. What obstacle do you face? You can. What dream persists? You can. I read an article about how society spends more time seeking entertainment and distraction than focusing on learning and creating. And that when we forego the latter, we take a step backward rather than grow into the extraordinary person we’re meant to be. Much of what I read intrigued me: “You are defined by what you’re willing to struggle for.” I believe that. “Most people aren’t willing to really struggle for anything.” I don’t believe that. It might be a struggle simply to rise each day to face your reality. Or perhaps you’re 100 percent satisfied living an ordinary life. Just remember: You can. End of story.

What do you struggle for?

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The meaning of life according to Gast

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The meaning of life

 

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One day you will wake up and realize that life has passed you by,
that your dreams of today are gone,
that the things you wanted are no longer there.
Not today.
Not now.
Not your life.
This is the day where you take control and create your future.
Life isn’t about waiting, hoping or wishing.
It is about creating, doing and truly living.
Today is that day. ~ Brad Gast

If you could do anything, what would you choose? Have you already arrived? Or is there more? I’m always hoping my dreams come true, waiting for “Someday,” wishing wishing wishing when I blow out my birthday candles each December. I’m always trying to decipher the true meaning of happiness, to be content today so I don’t miss out on a single moment. No regrets. But mostly I’m taking control and creating a niche for myself, doing doing doing so that one day, I will have truly lived.

In your own words, what is the meaning of life?