Yeah right my one reader (or two) says. Well friend (or friends) it is true. I have found an idea of positive cynicism. Not that this is new, but I caught the vision.
Here's how it goes. I've lived a life of pictures. Future photographs of what my life is supposed to be. They have changed here and there, but they gave me direction; meaning to my life. Until too many pictures got burned, tore up, or I wanted to throw darts at them. I examine the holes in some of these pictures, laying crushed and abused by my own inadequacy.
Then one day, I don't know when, but it wasn't too recently, I let it go. I put down the camera, switched out the lens. I laid down the telescopic lens and put one that just captures what barely lies ahead.
Does this mean I do not have a dream? Absolutely not! I have a dream. And it is good! I have plenty of goals, too many to count. So many in fact that I will never accomplish all of them, and it gets a little overwhelming.
But I do not have a crystallized, shatterable dream. That is a myth of happily ever-after, but I want to live the reality of happily ever-present. I live now in confidence of change, but in freedom to live amidst that change.
Positive cynicism. The freedom and confidence that comes from releasing the picture perfect future for the messy, changing, wild-ride of the present.
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