I've decided I'm not destined for the regular life. It never satisfied me. I said I'd be happier with a bigger house, a nicer car, but really, I'm a Minimalist. I recently started to challenge myself - What is really important to me? Having things? Working harder and longer to achieve goals of having the things? Keeping the things? Having to take care of and clean the things? Who said this was the American dream? To be so in debt, to have to work so hard? Where does the time go? In the wrong places. Personal accountability and responsibility aside, we have it all wrong.
About a month ago, I finally got to go Zorbing, or Ogo Ball as they call it here in America. It's a New Zealand thrill sport, to most who've never heard of it. It may seem silly to you, but this is something I had wanted to do for 6 years. It took me 6 years to get 1 thing on my Bucket List checked off! So at this rate, I may just get the rest of my list completed by the time I'm 250 years old. The first thing I did after my zorbing/zip lining adventure get away was to add more things to my list. Now there was spelunking, terrasailing, and mud runs added on. I started to add more and more adventurous aspirations to that list, a list made by a woman who sits in a cubical all day and has never even travelled past Florida. Now I realized, my life wasn't the same anymore - I saw it was so much bigger than I was living!
I also decided that I hate the term Bucket List. What a depressing concept: I'm going to make sure that before I die, I get to actually do something fun. What happened to living life in the moment? What happened to living for every moment? Instead, too often, we live for only 2 days a week, a forgettable night at the bar, and one grand vacation every 365 days, if we are lucky. The bar has never been my thing, personally. It humors me to think that one must drown themselves in a substance just to bring themselves some joy, some relief from their misery. And when it's all said and done, they won't even remember that night at all. If that's you, I dare you to aspire to more in life. And likewise, I am aspiring more for myself. I no longer want to call it a Bucket List, I will call it a Life List. I will challenge myself to add to that list often, and do everything on that list as part of a lifestyle, not a grand finale.
What's on your list?