The mystery of greatness.

We hypothesise about what greatness is and how we come to achieve it.

Mastery is positioned as elusive, the steepest of challenges, achieved by so few and revered by so many.

Conjecture suggests that greatness or a style of mastery is attained by hours spent toiling.

Physical, and mental hours of action that can be leaned upon when called to qualify for the title.

When called into question it is the delight one can recall, reflect upon or refer to as their standing pole for

where it is they now reside on the pedestal of greater, better, wiser, and more victorious.

The hours themselves will pass, a gift of father time, so should it really be a precursor to a title as regaled as Master? Just holding on to action, be it the same or refined is not qualified merely by the metric of time alone. Or is it?

We rely on the discernment of insight, knowledge, and refinement, the byproduct of mere hours spent to be the judge of mastery. Yet if willpower is at play, a certain level of sheer stubbornness must be attributed to the dedication to the same action over and over again. One would have to ponder if we would commit to referring to this type of personality trait as Mastery.

So what then of the mastery of oneself, the mastery of life? How is that wrapped, packed, and sold en mass to accommodate for those who may outwardly appear to have swum in the sea of life mastery?

Like you I am uncertain of the beautiful captivating rapture-filled days that spill one to the next if we are blessed enough to be. For me, confusion rests in my soul as the question of greatness and discerning who could and could not hold that title of greatness. The people I know, the people I love all lean into living wildly different versions of their lives, yet in my world, they are absolute greatness.

I am changing, my life is changing, flux has taken over as the supreme ruler of my world and while ever I anchor here greatness shall elude me as the time I can commit to being a winner in that game is far to mild to meet the outlined criteria.

Which plants me here, firmly, squarely in the earth with passion and desire breaking ground from the seed of hope that my friends of greatness have tendered and watered with their ever-present love and kindness.

Writing daily with many intentions of continuing to learn, to edge closer to, to build, to understand, to decipher the flux of this which is my passion and desire-filled choice of life.

MFH