The painful past, the anxious future, the joyful present — to be alive in any mood requires that we hop over the indifference threshold.
The more we feel negative emotions, the more we care. The caring fever remains scarce even when others don’t.
The fool ignores their own peril and remains stuck in a state of monotonous myopia. Reality bites hard.
The Self remains what it is — natural behavior and creative output are things we can’t change. But doubt is what keeps the identity plastic. Tightening is a response to fear.
Feel the fear and do it anyway.
Uncertainty compels us to live. If beliefs, like knives and forks, are tools for living, then the only reassurance we need is the faith to keep going.
We acknowledge the tentacles of past pain. We fret about the uncontrollable future. We dance in the present. We are too concerned with the “business of living” to worry about what comes next.
Take the plunge.