“Don’t ask yourself what the world needs. Ask yourself what makes you come alive and then go do that. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive” – Howard Thurman
You may feel your blood pulsating through your veins. Your heart may beat like a soft drum under layers of flesh and bone. A pair of lungs may be inhaling the air around you. But are you really alive?
Is being alive just a negative brain death test? Clinical definitions miss the point of living. Life is not just about breathing the air around you: it’s about letting the spring breeze caress your cheek; tasting the first snowflakes of winter; counting the stars on a cool October night, and so much more.
As senior year starts, everyone’s wondering about some grand after-graduation miracle, and the latest question in social graces seems to be the dreaded “so what are your plans after graduation?”. Five years ago they may have involved saving the world. But right now all I know is I don’t want to be an automaton, someone who drowns her morning coffee down her throat as she runs for another business meeting. I don’t want to live in the future, in the next paper, the next project, the next presentation.
I just want to come alive.