A couple of days ago Liz Strauss asked the question, Can you see the future?, and talked about how our cumulative experiences in life give us the ability to choose our own futures (thanks, Liz!). Several thoughts came to mind…
There’s a hallway junction in my office building that has one of those big round mirrors mounted up there near the ceiling. It’s there so we can see around corners, and to help prevent collisions with mail carts and, er, people in a hurry who don’t watch where there going (but it’s OK, I’m fine now).
But I got to thinking about that mirror (that rattling noise you hear), and wondering, “Wouldn’t it be interesting if we had a big round mirror with which we could look around the corner of our lives and see what was coming? It would sure make it a lot easier to choose a clear path forward.”
Interesting concept, don’t you think? Then I remembered something from a few months ago, when I went to my high school band reunion.
Now, before I go on, I’d just like to go on record as saying that I’ve always believed there were two kinds of people in the world: those that go to their high school reunions, and those who don’t. Me, I’m definitely the latter.
See, even the phrase “high school reunion” conjures up an image of five solid hours of putting on your best face, mingling with mostly total strangers, and all the while doing your best to stand up straight and hold in your stomach. Not my idea of fun!
The fact is, I was something of a wallflower during my high school years (still am, as a matter of fact – but at least now I can honestly say I’m a work in progress). And, because I didn’t really get to know many people in high school, I never made the effort to keep up once I left.
Oh, it’s not that I’m antisocial or anything; I can be as social as the next fellow – when I want to be, that is (see “work in progress” above). But as I mentioned, this was a band reunion, and they’re the folks I did hang around with.
So I surprised myself by going.
To tell you the truth, it was still a little like the above described ordeal. As expected, these people were practically total strangers! I mean, here we were, sitting in the same room, yet the only memories we had of each other were from 35 years in the past. It was an unusual experience for me, to say the least.
Even so, it went well. We began to ask questions and find out what each of us were up to, and even rejoiced in each other’s accomplishments. (Er, yes *ahem* – everyone was so proud of the space walk I did a few years back when I repaired that satellite that would have fallen on the Madison Square Garden, and by the way, saving the Earth as we know it.)
But I remember thinking about who we were (just a bunch of zany high school kids), and who we turned out to be (contributing members of society – despite dire predictions of various parents, not a mass murderer in the bunch!), and thinking, “How did this happen?”
Speaking for myself, I have to admit I kindof floundered around for a while, searching for what I wanted to do with my life, even dabbling in the engineering field with little or no conviction. But eventually I reached a point where it became a conscious decision to actually chose the career path I have today (ironically enough, in engineering).
So eventually I discovered the truth of what Liz is pointing out; that I finally chose my own future, instead of just letting it happen. Ah, but here’s where it gets good, though.
The end result, as it turns out, is this: Satisfaction with life, and excitement about the future!
Pretty cool, huh?
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