Without aspiration, we’ll never get to the far end of the field. But breaking new ground on the sweltering days of our lives always requires more than what we are or can generate ourselves. Achievement requires something outside of who we are, something like grace.
What this aging, over-the-hill-er learned that morning was that I didn’t have to hunt beauty, that it wasn’t up to me to find it. I simply had to sit still and let it find me. I had to learn how to see.
How does your identity shape who you are and how you interact with others?