Inspired

This is the first time that I have felt inspired in a while. I met with a dear Afghan friend today who questioned my commitment to reality. People spending their lives making busy instead of thinking about who they really are and who they really want to be. Spending too much time thinking about the past and the present to look forward to the future. I am of course also VERY guilty of this.  The reality of being confined to this space, away from the outside world has a narrowing affect on perspective. Freedom to of movement is not something to underestimate. But to say that I am not in the "real" world is equally absurd. I am here with real people, making real decisions in an environment that is very clearly real.

I am inspired to help other people live better. No this is not my dream situation, but everyday I can make a difference in this world and that is reality. I am inspired to grow and learn every day what I can do, to unwrap my heart and mind even more. I don't want to be stuck in a heart shaped box disguised as conformity. Reality can be very inspiring to me while to others it is confining. Freedom is also a matter of perspective. As I start this new year, I want to use my inspiration to become even greater than I am or ever thought I could be. The most amazing thing is that every day is a new day to start all over again. Such a cliche but so always so true. The real world has never looked better than the Kabul sun rising and setting over the hindu kush.