This is the first day of the rest of my life and yours. This is the day we start living our idyllic lives—the day we all take notice of the beauty that is the possibilities of life. Or maybe it isn’t.
I can honestly say that I’ve had more good times than bad and more highs than lows. I can argue that the lows helped to frame the good; the losses gave meaning to the wins. I say this because I fear that most of us try to make it through the day without stopping to reflect on the beauty that is the opportunity to have a day. We are blessed with senses and yet we often find ourselves more angry and despondent than those less blessed. We allow ourselves to be ruled by negative emotions and by the people who stand to gain from such negativity.
can you believe we are having real conversations about the possibility of a world war or a civil war right here? Can you believe that people are not even slightly interested in seeing how they are being manipulated?
I can. We often don’t want to see what we ought to. Tomorrow I start my research class and it is one that focuses on these ideas. It is designed to help recognize cognitive bias but I feel it needs an ending that reflects on what happens if we don’t and what good could happen if we do.
I’ll start to put that together in the morning and I can’t be more excited about bringing it to my class.