You know what I mean. To spend each day doing whatever you must to keep the lights on…to make sure your family is safe…to hold it all together for one more day. Dying from survival is allowing your soul to fade slowly away from lack of fulfillment…void of purpose…resigned to the task of pushing your bolder up that damn hill again, and again.
To what end?
There is more to this life than stacking coins of security. Remember when you didn’t even know about the grind? Yes, we were all young…dreaming about life before obligations. Actually feeling moments of happiness, unencumbered by responsibility.
That you still exists. This is who we are supposed to be. Our life fulfilled by reaching toward our aspirations; Unhindered by hunger or thirst or illness or lack of opportunity.
Our restoration resides beyond this paradigm we know all too well. The moment we stop living to stack coins is the moment we reclaim our true destiny…and recover the wellspring of our humanity.
We did not evolve to only survive.
