No one puts visiting Walmart’s parking lot on a to-do list. No one ever says "I had a fulfilling day at the downtown parking structure." No one comes by to admire the shrubbery or
the colorful symmetrical pavement. A parking lot is a place to stop off
on your way somewhere. In fact, if you're not on your way, you're
loitering. You're breaking the law.
A parking lot is a place I've spent one third of my life. Loading vehicles, supplying carts. Helping people get on their way.
Ideas are not ends in themselves. (I must remind myself of this often.) They are structures we use to form and reform our lives. Intellectual structures, you might say. They are supposed to take you somewhere useful, maybe somewhere beautiful. Helping people get on their way. Good lives are built around good ideas. And the opposite is unfortunately true as well. Destructive ideas are poison. They parasitically destroy our lives from the inside. What ideas do you build your life around?
I like helping people get on their way. That’s the purpose of this blog. The hours musing around my parking lot have swirled together many ideas. Some bad ones, that I try to leave behind. Some good ones that I try to share with co-workers and others. However much fun I have with it, I want something more than just the intrigue of wrestling with them. I want my ideas to settle in my heart, settle in my life. To take me somewhere majestic, somewhere beautiful.
A parking lot is a place I've spent one third of my life. Loading vehicles, supplying carts. Helping people get on their way.
Ideas are not ends in themselves. (I must remind myself of this often.) They are structures we use to form and reform our lives. Intellectual structures, you might say. They are supposed to take you somewhere useful, maybe somewhere beautiful. Helping people get on their way. Good lives are built around good ideas. And the opposite is unfortunately true as well. Destructive ideas are poison. They parasitically destroy our lives from the inside. What ideas do you build your life around?
I like helping people get on their way. That’s the purpose of this blog. The hours musing around my parking lot have swirled together many ideas. Some bad ones, that I try to leave behind. Some good ones that I try to share with co-workers and others. However much fun I have with it, I want something more than just the intrigue of wrestling with them. I want my ideas to settle in my heart, settle in my life. To take me somewhere majestic, somewhere beautiful.
I agree with you on this. I sometimes find ideas are almost narcotic. I just love thinking up new ideas, but don't do anything useful with them. It's hard when you realize you need to shake off the hypnotic effects of an idea, roll up your sleeves, and *make* something happen.
ReplyDeleteCheers!
Matt