Bits of a life

Thinking and acting ad two different activities. It is almost as if these two undertakings were the fruits of the same thinking organ. Let's imagine that this sophisticated organ had a switch, that could either be pushed to the right, or to the left, depending on the given task. We flick the switch to the right, and it starts its logical decision-making apparatus. We move it to the left, and it sends a signal to our muscles to start moving ad take action, while it turns off the reasoning side of the machine. Most of us try to keep the switch in the middle. We make a decision and start debating its validity, while we are acting on it. It is as if we were in a casino, playing roulette. We pick our number, and instead of relaxing and watching the ball race around the wheel, we fret, fume and agonize over the results. Engaging in such conflicting activities creates friction and stress. It stalls our progress and undermine our efforts. When our brain is thinking, when we are in the &quo

We hear the word independence and we feel a warm, reassuring sensation that runs through us. We feel at peace, knowing that the vagaries of life will not have us knocking on doors, with pleading eyes, asking for a helping hand. It makes us feel superior, almost invincible. In our striving for independence, we want to be able to achieve, and attribute our accomplishment to our sheer dedication and work. We readily forget that, we humans, constitute the cells of a larger body called humanity. We forget, propelled by our individualistic drive, that the food and the shelter provided by our parents is the reason why we are still breathing. The roads that allow us to travel, the bread kneaded by our neighborhood baker, the vegetable that grow on the farmer land, the car that takes us to work. The examples are infinite. With all the money in the world, we couldn't get these things, if they are not available. We depend on each other, and all our victories are the results of a concerted eff