I am pondering your point. It’s a clever question because we cannot predict what outcomes there will be from the consequences of our actions. Therefore how can we know what we will or will not regret? We can always regret lack of action, but if unforeseen consequences of actions are worse than we anticipated then the regret may be more. Maybe that’s your point. What ifs are pointless because we cannot possibly know the real outcomes of them. We can only speculate with the same rose tinted glasses that we often see the past and other people’s lives. I cannot believe I am writing this as I am the greatest what if person in the world and it is this fear of unforeseen consequences that has always stopped me being too adventurous in the past. Or to put it another way: the paradigm I have always stuck too is both comforting and frustrating. Are the two inevitable bed fellows? We stop being frustrated when we have a crises in our lives.
It is in the mundane day to day activities that we see too clearly our limitations. We build up these comfortable walls and then want to demolish them. Only we know that we would regret that act of demolition. Am I making sense?
Life’s such a paradox. Never the less, if I was a successful comic in 25 years time and on TV and radio, I feel that I would be more fulfilled. Or would the meeting of a dream create problems that I could not possibly envisage now? Or this success may not happen and in the attempt to make it happen what wouldI sacrifice? Is it not really a childhood dream? An excuse for procrastination. Amused that you think that I could steal your plot. I have no trouble making up my own plots. Writing a story around them is where I may have the problem.
In my ideal world in 25 years time I would be spiritually fulfilled and have some meaningful relationship with a God of some sort. Or even have some enlightenment that makes my life peaceful and content.
Let me know what you think of this:
“Whether you think you can or think you can’t, you’re probably right”. Henry Ford
Following from this:
How common was the word ‘can’t’ in your household?
Was it a word you heard often as a child?
How often do you tell your daughters they ‘can’t’?
The moral of this? Be difficult and always say you can. And will. No matter.