I learned something at TEDxMcGill yesterday.
Most of us do not go to Nicaragua and talk to people whose cities are run by gangs. Nor do we get on the Mississippi River in a raft and allow ourselves to drift for over 3 months in order to learn about what’s happening there.
We do feel that we work hard on our projects. We do work out. We do get out of our comfort zone. Maybe some people can’t stomach more, and I should be fine with that.
But I’m not.
I’m not because I have a feeling that everyoneÂ wants to do these things. We want adventure. We want romance. We want to do the impossible.
But somehow most of us don’t… and I include myself in that list.
The world is so big. We are capable of so much. Why is it so often the very few that do stuff all of humanity can be proud of?
Here is a documentary I just watched, about a bunch of anarchists that made a boat and went sailing with it.
In another life, that could have been you, or it could have been me.
Why wasn’t it?