If I were to be lucky enough to stumble upon a bottled genie, I’m certain I’d ask him to give me more time to complete this unit reflection because it encompasses the very reason why I took this course to begin with. I’d ask for a magical stopwatch that I could utilize to bend time towards my favor that would allow me endless hours to research and explore the world around me for all the answers in life I seek. It would also allow me this time without distraction of life and responsibilities to work, home and parenting – a true paradox in thinking, for this is the very reason I seek these answers to begin with.
For the longest time (before this class), I always considered rules and laws as consistent. For example, we have a law that states that motorized vehicles must stop at red lights; and for the most part, this rule seems logical and just, for without it, there would be chaos and lack of direction. The same would hold true for wearing a seat belt (although I argue this law); for without this law, many more lives would be lost through traffic accidents. We hold these laws with value to our existence, for they help mold the organized society we live in today. But is there ever a time when a law is ok to break?
Several years ago, I was elected for jury duty in a traffic lawsuit. As part of a jury of 10 (and chosen foreman) it was my responsibility to fairly hear both statements from defendant and plaintiff, and pass judgment on a situation that held in its balance, two elderly families whose financial status held precariously in the balance. One lady hit a couple’s vehicle while turning onto a busy intersection. The accident did minimal damage to the car, but the damaged car was transporting an elderly woman freshly discharged from the hospital after a stomach surgery. The jolt initiated by the hit tightened the passenger’s seatbelt and dislocated the stoma tube that was just inserted. As a result, the surgery was a failure because the tube meant to sustain her existence via tubal feedings was rendered useless. The lady was forced to embrace other measures to survive, and as a result, sued the driver for physical damages incurred as a result of the impact. The problem was that it couldn’t be empirically proven that it was the impact alone that caused the tubal failure. Couldn’t all of this been avoided if she hadn’t utilized the seatbelt in order to follow the law? Experts from both sides came to the stand to argue their point and left the choice in our hands. In the end, the jury held in favor for the defendant, but I must honestly say that few days go by in my life when I don’t think about the impact we had on the plaintiff and her family. I’ve never stopped wondering if we made our decision in haste because we were all eager to get back to our lives – and I wonder if the controversy regarding faith and evolution doesn’t have all of us doing the same; trying to reconcile our beliefs with our knowledge as quickly as possible so we can get on with our lives and forcing us to make rash judgments and assumptions between the two without fully considering the repercussions.
Science, by definition of the academic press dictionary of science and technology is:
1. The systematic observation of natural events and conditions in order to discover facts about them and to formulate laws and principles based on these facts.
2. The organized body of knowledge that is derived from such observations and that can be verified or tested by further investigation.
While no one would dare refute this definition, in itself it becomes a sort of paradox because in order to “discover facts about natural events and conditions” it requires the use of the scientific method.
A definition of the scientific method, given by Jay Phelan in What is Life? A Guide to Biology, indicates that the scientific method is:
A process of examination and discovery of natural phenomena involving making observations, constructing hypotheses, testing predictions, experimenting, and drawing conclusions and revising them as necessary.
For the most part, I must admit, that the two seem to define a seamless marriage between explaining what we see around us in a way that is systematic and organized – much like the laws that govern our organized society, but it leaves little room for the unknown. How do you explain what science cannot?
Research led me to a NOVA program entitled, “Intelligent Design on Trial” that documented the controversy surrounding the idea of teaching Intelligent Design to 9th grade Dover, PA students as a means of attempting to explain what science (and the Darwin theory) could not – “gaps in the theory for which there is no evidence”. The documentary targeted a witness for the defense that utilized the structure of bacterial flagellum akin to a human made motor. The witness suggested that the structure was amazingly similar to something that of human design, and within this fact, the idea was suggested that an “intelligent agent” could have designed such an elaborate design – an issue that may have swayed the judge to favor the defendant had the plaintiff’s attorneys not discovered the “smoking gun” behind the reasons why the school board wanted to introduce the concept.
By observation, the scientist within any of us could see the similarities between what nature has designed and compare it to what humans designed long before we had ever glimpsed bacterial flagellum under a microscope strong enough to show us the exact details of natural design. How did this happen – that somehow by fate, humans could simply imagine with our superior brains a tool that had long been designed in nature by evolution? Furthermore, how do you explain this phenomenon beyond the rigidity of the scientific method?
The documentary indicated that those who testified for the defense had suggested testing this phenomenon by allowing several generations of bacteria sans flagellum breed in a laboratory to discover what happens – will evolution “intervene”? Yet none of these scientists have ever undertaken the challenge. Why not lay the controversy to rest through experimentation and testable predictions? Does this indicate that they believed their theories were flawed or does it indicate that grants and public funding weren’t interested in finding the answer?
I’ve realized that both evolutionist and creationalist seem rather passionate about the position they stand upon, never accepting that the two could complement, rather than destroy each other. If science dictates that God doesn’t exist, why not find a way to prove this “theory” correct? In the other hand, if God were so omnipotent, why would he need to continuously intervene in the lives he placed upon the earth?
The scientific method is an organized system of discovery and in its definition appears to be a “law” that defines what should be done and how it should be done. Most would agree that without these “rules” chaos would ensue and we’d be left with little authority on how to address these questions we have about the world around us in a way that provides us with the comfort we seem to need to justify our existence, but the questions remains – is there ever a time when it is ok to bend the parameters of a rule to accommodate circumstance? If our lives our judged in mere black and white, why is it acceptable for emergency vehicles to run red lights? Why is it acceptable for a father-to-be to exceed the speed limit in order to ensure the healthy delivery of his offspring? Why is it acceptable to ride a motorcycle without a helmet, but not to drive a car without a seatbelt? Sometimes, in order to seek knowledge and understand the world around us, our rigid rules of existence need to have the capacity to bend according to circumstance in order to see other colors of the rainbow. Sometimes, we have to accept what we cannot prove simply because we can’t discount its validity. To quickly pass judgment in favor of either camp only limits our abilities in finding the true answers.
Until any theory can answer every question of “why” with an irrefutable answer, I will continue to look outside the box for answers. Shouldn’t that be what science is really about?
Saturday, March 19, 2011
The Darwinian Theory - Survival of the Fittest
I grew up in the era of Mutual of Omaha’s Wild Kingdom, where Saturday evenings were filled with adventure into lands that contained creatures I’ve yet to personally see in my lifetime. Zebras that roamed open fields, lions that preyed on the very young, old or ill in the group. This is where I learned the term “survival of the fittest”.
In its context we were taught that it was the young, the old or the ill in the group that were at risk. Survival of the fittest meant all those that didn’t fit that category – or as I like to remember it – lunch for the lion pack (hey, I was six, what do you expect?). These were the lucky ones that lived to graze the fields another day. None of which fits perfectly into what I’ve learned about evolution and the true meaning of survival.
The term “survival of the fittest” is but a misnomer and creates the image that it is always only the strongest of the species in a group that survives to procreate. This being the case, the small fry in a school of fish would be unable to sneak his DNA into the circle of life, the oldest buck in the herd would not continue to father offspring and my ex-husband would have never been able to contribute his DNA to the human gene pool (sorry, just couldn’t resist).
Darwin himself wasn’t even the originator of this coined expression. The phrase was actually coined by Darwin’s 19th century contemporary Herbert Spencer, and it is perfectly ambiguous. The phrase could mean that “of all the possible creatures that one might imagine, only the fittest possible survive”. Or it could mean something considerably less lavish – that “only the fittest creatures that happened to be around at a particular moment tend to survive”. Over time, we have come to use the expression as a mere excuse for the unacceptable – even brutal behavior we exhibit; why does the school bully get to eat everyone’s lunch? Survival of the fittest baby! Why do some people show so little empathy for the earthquake victims in Haiti and do so little to help them? Natural selection thins out those less desirable who choose to live in areas where natural destruction is commonplace (I actually overheard this reasoning as I was sipping on my caramel macchiato at Starbucks). None of these concepts were part of Darwin’s reasoning when he penned The Origin of Species. Darwin himself was somewhat of an optimist, who believed that our species was actually superior because of our tendencies toward kindness, play, generosity, reverence and self-sacrifice – concepts miles away from our modern take on the expression. This fact is apparent to anyone willing to take the time to read Darwin’s further works on humanism as found in Descent of Man:
“For firstly, the social instincts lead an animal to take pleasure in the society of his fellows, to feel a certain amount of sympathy with them, and to perform various services for them…Such actions as the above appear to be the simple result of the greater strength of the social or maternal instincts than that of any other instinct or motive; for they are performed too instantaneously for reflection, or for pleasure or even misery might be felt”.
The fittest, to Darwin, were not those which survived, but those which could be expected to survive on the basis of their traits – it is our assumption that cruelty defines our capacity to survive; however, it is our altruistic abilities that define us as a superior being; to care for others without reward, to sympathize with the pain others experience, to dare to break away from a bystander position in order to assist an ailing stranger. In these actions, we reward ourselves with the release of chemicals within our systems that help create feelings of well-being and happiness.
These behaviors are speculated to have evolved within us because of the rewards they offer. Research indicates that the vagus nerve may be a physiological system that supports caretaking and altruism. Activation of the vagus nerve is associated with feelings of compassion and the ethical intuition that humans from different social groups (even adversarial ones) share a common humanity.
It is these very “feel good” releases that encourage us to repeat the behavior that inhibits them, as introduced in Mean Genes. Hiding behind the misnomer of the expression “Survival of the Fittest” as a means of excusing unacceptable behavior prohibits our ability to release these very chemicals within us that provide meaning to our existence and prohibits our ability to evolve to our greatest potential.
Mean Genes – Penguin books, 2000; Terry Burnham and Jay Phelan
http://online.wsj.com/article/SB123431527821470987.html
http://www.talkorigins.org/indexcc/CA/CA500.html
http://www.scientificamerican.com/article.cfm?id=kindness-emotions-psychology&page=2
In its context we were taught that it was the young, the old or the ill in the group that were at risk. Survival of the fittest meant all those that didn’t fit that category – or as I like to remember it – lunch for the lion pack (hey, I was six, what do you expect?). These were the lucky ones that lived to graze the fields another day. None of which fits perfectly into what I’ve learned about evolution and the true meaning of survival.
The term “survival of the fittest” is but a misnomer and creates the image that it is always only the strongest of the species in a group that survives to procreate. This being the case, the small fry in a school of fish would be unable to sneak his DNA into the circle of life, the oldest buck in the herd would not continue to father offspring and my ex-husband would have never been able to contribute his DNA to the human gene pool (sorry, just couldn’t resist).
Darwin himself wasn’t even the originator of this coined expression. The phrase was actually coined by Darwin’s 19th century contemporary Herbert Spencer, and it is perfectly ambiguous. The phrase could mean that “of all the possible creatures that one might imagine, only the fittest possible survive”. Or it could mean something considerably less lavish – that “only the fittest creatures that happened to be around at a particular moment tend to survive”. Over time, we have come to use the expression as a mere excuse for the unacceptable – even brutal behavior we exhibit; why does the school bully get to eat everyone’s lunch? Survival of the fittest baby! Why do some people show so little empathy for the earthquake victims in Haiti and do so little to help them? Natural selection thins out those less desirable who choose to live in areas where natural destruction is commonplace (I actually overheard this reasoning as I was sipping on my caramel macchiato at Starbucks). None of these concepts were part of Darwin’s reasoning when he penned The Origin of Species. Darwin himself was somewhat of an optimist, who believed that our species was actually superior because of our tendencies toward kindness, play, generosity, reverence and self-sacrifice – concepts miles away from our modern take on the expression. This fact is apparent to anyone willing to take the time to read Darwin’s further works on humanism as found in Descent of Man:
“For firstly, the social instincts lead an animal to take pleasure in the society of his fellows, to feel a certain amount of sympathy with them, and to perform various services for them…Such actions as the above appear to be the simple result of the greater strength of the social or maternal instincts than that of any other instinct or motive; for they are performed too instantaneously for reflection, or for pleasure or even misery might be felt”.
The fittest, to Darwin, were not those which survived, but those which could be expected to survive on the basis of their traits – it is our assumption that cruelty defines our capacity to survive; however, it is our altruistic abilities that define us as a superior being; to care for others without reward, to sympathize with the pain others experience, to dare to break away from a bystander position in order to assist an ailing stranger. In these actions, we reward ourselves with the release of chemicals within our systems that help create feelings of well-being and happiness.
These behaviors are speculated to have evolved within us because of the rewards they offer. Research indicates that the vagus nerve may be a physiological system that supports caretaking and altruism. Activation of the vagus nerve is associated with feelings of compassion and the ethical intuition that humans from different social groups (even adversarial ones) share a common humanity.
It is these very “feel good” releases that encourage us to repeat the behavior that inhibits them, as introduced in Mean Genes. Hiding behind the misnomer of the expression “Survival of the Fittest” as a means of excusing unacceptable behavior prohibits our ability to release these very chemicals within us that provide meaning to our existence and prohibits our ability to evolve to our greatest potential.
Mean Genes – Penguin books, 2000; Terry Burnham and Jay Phelan
http://online.wsj.com/article/SB123431527821470987.html
http://www.talkorigins.org/indexcc/CA/CA500.html
http://www.scientificamerican.com/article.cfm?id=kindness-emotions-psychology&page=2
The End of Days
After an extremely intense week, I decided to utilize my ‘day off’ to invest in some deep thought.
For years now I’ve had the apocalypse on my mind. It’s not that I’ve been obsessed with the idea, it’s that my anal retentive mind can’t let go of the need to organize and prepare. Much like my preparations for the millennium where I decided to prepare for and expect the worse, my mind is taking stock of what lies ahead in the end of days and realize that at times such as this, who can be totally prepared for what chaos awaits the human race.
This morning Kevin told me about recent burglaries that have occurred in the area where thieves are climbing on roofs and stealing air conditioning units for scrap copper. Most of these have been retail stores such as Target, but Dennis also mentioned a few days ago that his church has been struck several times. The idea of man stealing from another is upsetting enough to me, but the idea of stealing from a house of God floors me beyond all recognition. In my lifetime, I have seen a change in the way we treat each other – from the era of free love and peace to the complete lack of empathy for another human being and I begin to understand why God has forsaken us. We have gone from a society that feared and loved our creator, to one that now denies his existence. It makes me wonder how any parent could tolerate this sort of treatment from his children before he turns his back on them and considers them a lost cause.
Much like a spoiled child, we have insisted on the best of everything from our maker, but blame and condemn him when things go bad. We fail to even have the common courtesy to acknowledge and thank him for the good we have received – from the air we breathe to the ‘luck’ of narrowly avoiding life’s daily mishaps – all are accounted for by fate rather than God’s intervention. In today’s world poverty and hunger can and should be an idea of the past, technology ensures our entertainment, socialization and comfort, but yet we demand more. When will the avarice ever end?
Many of these thoughts lead me back to Megan and the problems I have with her and her never ending avarice. Each gift given is received with a request for more. Conversations are non-existent unless the topic revolves around her needs. As a parent, I grow tired of this behavior and wonder what experiences she will have to endure until she understands her small place in this huge story of life. At times I secretly pine for her day of reckoning, but as a mother, I fear and pray for her comfort and safety. I feel responsible for these issues because I am her mother, so I am in a perpetual state of hope and prayer that she will see the light before it fades from human sight. These emotions give me great empathy for our creator and I pray he continues to provide patience and unconditional love to us despite our despicable behaviors.
We are just another inhabitant in the Earth’s long life and all stories must have a beginning and an end. Just as I am saddened to end a relationship with a good book and the characters that dwell between the pages, so am I in dread at the thought of the end of man’s existence. Is it merely that we are so pompous and prideful of our mental capacities that we truly believe we are invincible? Perhaps the impending apocalypse is our creator’s way of teaching us this valuable lesson. I can only hope that God finds us worthy of a second chance.
I am afraid, but I believe love is the answer. Love is the energy resource we need to utilize now in our darkest moments. Love will find a way.
Throughout our history, it has been love that has propelled us through near extinction in the past. Love drives us to hold close to each other and ensure survival. In the past our circle of love has been small – seldom extending beyond our own genetic ties, but if we are to survive, our circle of love must extend beyond our genetics and into our backyards and communities. We must utilize our resources for the needs of many despite our basic instincts of self preservation. If we can evolve and adapt to this idea we will become collectively stronger in our endeavor to survive the devastation in our future. Our only chance is to give to others the empathy and unconditional love we expect from our creator. Perhaps if we can evolve, God will find us worthy of another tomorrow.
For years now I’ve had the apocalypse on my mind. It’s not that I’ve been obsessed with the idea, it’s that my anal retentive mind can’t let go of the need to organize and prepare. Much like my preparations for the millennium where I decided to prepare for and expect the worse, my mind is taking stock of what lies ahead in the end of days and realize that at times such as this, who can be totally prepared for what chaos awaits the human race.
This morning Kevin told me about recent burglaries that have occurred in the area where thieves are climbing on roofs and stealing air conditioning units for scrap copper. Most of these have been retail stores such as Target, but Dennis also mentioned a few days ago that his church has been struck several times. The idea of man stealing from another is upsetting enough to me, but the idea of stealing from a house of God floors me beyond all recognition. In my lifetime, I have seen a change in the way we treat each other – from the era of free love and peace to the complete lack of empathy for another human being and I begin to understand why God has forsaken us. We have gone from a society that feared and loved our creator, to one that now denies his existence. It makes me wonder how any parent could tolerate this sort of treatment from his children before he turns his back on them and considers them a lost cause.
Much like a spoiled child, we have insisted on the best of everything from our maker, but blame and condemn him when things go bad. We fail to even have the common courtesy to acknowledge and thank him for the good we have received – from the air we breathe to the ‘luck’ of narrowly avoiding life’s daily mishaps – all are accounted for by fate rather than God’s intervention. In today’s world poverty and hunger can and should be an idea of the past, technology ensures our entertainment, socialization and comfort, but yet we demand more. When will the avarice ever end?
Many of these thoughts lead me back to Megan and the problems I have with her and her never ending avarice. Each gift given is received with a request for more. Conversations are non-existent unless the topic revolves around her needs. As a parent, I grow tired of this behavior and wonder what experiences she will have to endure until she understands her small place in this huge story of life. At times I secretly pine for her day of reckoning, but as a mother, I fear and pray for her comfort and safety. I feel responsible for these issues because I am her mother, so I am in a perpetual state of hope and prayer that she will see the light before it fades from human sight. These emotions give me great empathy for our creator and I pray he continues to provide patience and unconditional love to us despite our despicable behaviors.
We are just another inhabitant in the Earth’s long life and all stories must have a beginning and an end. Just as I am saddened to end a relationship with a good book and the characters that dwell between the pages, so am I in dread at the thought of the end of man’s existence. Is it merely that we are so pompous and prideful of our mental capacities that we truly believe we are invincible? Perhaps the impending apocalypse is our creator’s way of teaching us this valuable lesson. I can only hope that God finds us worthy of a second chance.
I am afraid, but I believe love is the answer. Love is the energy resource we need to utilize now in our darkest moments. Love will find a way.
Throughout our history, it has been love that has propelled us through near extinction in the past. Love drives us to hold close to each other and ensure survival. In the past our circle of love has been small – seldom extending beyond our own genetic ties, but if we are to survive, our circle of love must extend beyond our genetics and into our backyards and communities. We must utilize our resources for the needs of many despite our basic instincts of self preservation. If we can evolve and adapt to this idea we will become collectively stronger in our endeavor to survive the devastation in our future. Our only chance is to give to others the empathy and unconditional love we expect from our creator. Perhaps if we can evolve, God will find us worthy of another tomorrow.
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
8 Nouns That Describe My Life
1. Family
My family is my blessing. Everything I do is connected to them – whether my career or my academics, all have the purpose of my family’s welfare in mind.
2. Children
I’m happiest when I’m surrounded by the sound of children’s laughter – either my own children or those I work towards making a difference in their lives.
3. Teaching
I’m working on obtaining my masters in education – one baby step at a time. As impatient as I know I am – I need to focus on the journey rather than the destination.
4. Hobbies
My hands and my mind are constantly looking for kinesthetic activities to keep them busy. I knit, crochet, scrapbook, do ceramics and porcelain dolls, and sew the most. I also enjoy looking at my finished work in the gardens or having a nice dinner I’ve thrown together (even though I swear I hate the process) with my family. I do love baking cookies though – especially around the holidays.
5. Laugh
Laughter is my muse. I enjoy laughing and making others laugh – even if I have an odd sense of humor.
6. Learning
I love learning about the world around me and why things are the way they are. Of all the reasons for life – I choose to be a participant and a spectator.
7. Love
I’m passionate about those I love and try to share that love with others in hopes of making the world a better place.
8. Time
Time is a commodity I never have enough of. There are never enough of those moments to appreciate the simple things in life before they change in the blink of an eye.
My family is my blessing. Everything I do is connected to them – whether my career or my academics, all have the purpose of my family’s welfare in mind.
2. Children
I’m happiest when I’m surrounded by the sound of children’s laughter – either my own children or those I work towards making a difference in their lives.
3. Teaching
I’m working on obtaining my masters in education – one baby step at a time. As impatient as I know I am – I need to focus on the journey rather than the destination.
4. Hobbies
My hands and my mind are constantly looking for kinesthetic activities to keep them busy. I knit, crochet, scrapbook, do ceramics and porcelain dolls, and sew the most. I also enjoy looking at my finished work in the gardens or having a nice dinner I’ve thrown together (even though I swear I hate the process) with my family. I do love baking cookies though – especially around the holidays.
5. Laugh
Laughter is my muse. I enjoy laughing and making others laugh – even if I have an odd sense of humor.
6. Learning
I love learning about the world around me and why things are the way they are. Of all the reasons for life – I choose to be a participant and a spectator.
7. Love
I’m passionate about those I love and try to share that love with others in hopes of making the world a better place.
8. Time
Time is a commodity I never have enough of. There are never enough of those moments to appreciate the simple things in life before they change in the blink of an eye.
You are the call and I am the answer
Bei Hennef - a poem by D.H.Lawrence
Bei Hennef
The little river twittering in the twilight,
The wan, wondering look of the pale sky,
This is almost bliss.
And everything shut up and gone to sleep,
All the troubles and anxieties and pain
Gone under the twilight.
Only the twilight now, and the soft "Sh!" of the river
That will last for ever.
And at last I know my love for you is here;
I can see it all, it is whole like the twilight,
It is large, so large, I could not see it before,
Because of the little lights and flickers and interruptions,
Troubles, anxieties and pains.
You are the call and I am the answer,
You are the wish, and I the fulfilment,
You are the night, and I the day.
What else - it is perfect enough.
It is perfectly complete,
You and I,
What more-?
Strange, how we suffer in spite of this.
D. H. Lawrence
Bei Hennef
The little river twittering in the twilight,
The wan, wondering look of the pale sky,
This is almost bliss.
And everything shut up and gone to sleep,
All the troubles and anxieties and pain
Gone under the twilight.
Only the twilight now, and the soft "Sh!" of the river
That will last for ever.
And at last I know my love for you is here;
I can see it all, it is whole like the twilight,
It is large, so large, I could not see it before,
Because of the little lights and flickers and interruptions,
Troubles, anxieties and pains.
You are the call and I am the answer,
You are the wish, and I the fulfilment,
You are the night, and I the day.
What else - it is perfect enough.
It is perfectly complete,
You and I,
What more-?
Strange, how we suffer in spite of this.
D. H. Lawrence
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Be generous
Be generous with your encouragement and frugal with your judgment. Learn to gratefully accept whatever comes, and to make positive use of whatever you have.
Give your love and your kindness just because you can. Do a little less analyzing and a lot more living.
Become skilled at quickly letting go of those things that don't really matter anyway. Rise above the distractions and give the power of your focus to what you know is truly important.
When you stumble, go ahead and get back up. When you're making good progress, be sincerely thankful and keep on going.
Recognize the unique beauty that is in each moment. Fulfill the value that is in every situation.
Real, meaningful success is ready to happen for you. Smile, and let it be.
Ralph Marston
Give your love and your kindness just because you can. Do a little less analyzing and a lot more living.
Become skilled at quickly letting go of those things that don't really matter anyway. Rise above the distractions and give the power of your focus to what you know is truly important.
When you stumble, go ahead and get back up. When you're making good progress, be sincerely thankful and keep on going.
Recognize the unique beauty that is in each moment. Fulfill the value that is in every situation.
Real, meaningful success is ready to happen for you. Smile, and let it be.
Ralph Marston
Love without concern
Love, without concern over whether you'll be loved in return. You will be.
Diligently and effectively put forth your best effort, without concern for the result. It will be worth your while.
Speak honestly and from the heart, without concern for what others will think. They will respect you for it.
Move boldly and intently toward the goals you have set, without concern about the challenges that might come along. You will find a way to get through every challenge.
Connect with and explore your deepest purpose, without concern for how you will express it. You will find opportunities in every circumstance.
Live fully with joy and positive purpose in this moment, without concern about when it will end. You will experience a total presence that leaves all limitations behind.
Ralph Marston
Diligently and effectively put forth your best effort, without concern for the result. It will be worth your while.
Speak honestly and from the heart, without concern for what others will think. They will respect you for it.
Move boldly and intently toward the goals you have set, without concern about the challenges that might come along. You will find a way to get through every challenge.
Connect with and explore your deepest purpose, without concern for how you will express it. You will find opportunities in every circumstance.
Live fully with joy and positive purpose in this moment, without concern about when it will end. You will experience a total presence that leaves all limitations behind.
Ralph Marston
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