some dreams live on in time forever
those dreams,you want with all your heart
and i will do whatever it takes
follow through with the promise i made
put it all on the line
what i hoped for at last would be mine
if i could reach,higher
just for one moment touch the sky
from that one moment in my life
i am gonna be stronger
know that i have tried my very best
i would put my spirit to the test
if i could reach
some days are meant to be remembered
those days we rise above the stars
so i will go the distance this time
seeing more the higher i climb
that the more i believe
all the more that this dream would be mine
"reach" by gloria estefan & diane warren
hitting the highnotes
a simple girl in a big big world
Seldom,very seldom does complete truth belong to any human disclosure; seldom can it happen that something is not a little disguised,or a little mistaken.
- Jane Austen, Emma
Talking much about oneself can also be a means to conceal oneself.
- Friedrich Nietzsche
sounding the rhythmof life
Thursday, August 17, 2006
The odd side of the brain was just thinking for a while back there about the thin line between spontaneity and impulse.
It is that all-so-familiar gut feeling that hit us when we are faced with a situation. How something can feel so right or wrong. But I am pretty horrified at how spontaneity has often been used as a euphemism for the impulse.
I refer to the blue book on my desk. It spells out for me that spontaneity involves the ‘voluntary and unpremeditated act without external influences’ while the definition of impulse reads ‘a sudden urge to do something without thinking first’.
Not further enlightened but if that is the case,I can only reason that it is probably a matter of act versus reaction.
So there we go,how often is it that we conceal our tendencies to react with the false illusion that we are actually acting in line with our instincts?
Perhaps spontaneity is a notch higher on the actualization scale in our lives. Even without external influences, ‘unpremeditated’ doesn’t quite work out for us. While it has us in touch with our own senses,our own minds interfere to provide a million reasons to distrust it. Maybe we are a little too insecure and rational such that everything must be clearly mind-mapped out and scales must be weighed first before we can confidently make a voluntary decision to do something. Unless there exist a trigger to blind the rationality in us temporarily,we are just not tuned to follow our instincts sufficiently enough.
It is a little sad that spontaneity is dead these days while impulse is still very much alive. Maybe we have killed off the wrong cousin. But I would say thank goodness for impulse too,or we could end up being calculating people who only act in tandem with our cost-benefit analyses.
If we can live with impulse,maybe we can start re-igniting the sparks of spontaneity in our lives.
