Someone Call Security on Security

                    In times of economic hardship many people begin to worry about their security. These are often the same people who would worry about their security in prosperous times. By security they mean a steady and dependable job which provides enough finances to live comfortably and be able to put something away for retirement. And then you die. You played it safe and did what society dictated should be done. You put aside all of your ambitions and dreams to settle for a life of complacence and compromise. Isn’t it ironic to live a life worrying about your security so that in the future you won’t have to worry about it?

                         When you look back in history and notice that all of the men and women who imagined and then took action which ultimately wound up shaping the destiny of civilization. They never pondered their personal security because they were too involved with living rather than merely existing. They took risks and gambled with uncertainty. Where would we be without them now? It is not surprising that very few people are taking risks today. Besides fourteen year olds in half-pipe Skate Parks everyone seems to be playing it safe. They stand on the sidelines of life and propagate that life is all about working towards the ultimate goal, security. These are the same people who have buried the dreams of their childhood in the sandbox of their adulthood. Never taking chances but choosing to play it safe and convince themselves that conformity is the stepping-stone to security.

                            To most of the people I know taking the family on vacation to Disney Land, watching an action packed movie and reading a good book is exciting. That is fine but I hope that they realize their idea of excitement is due to the creativity, imagination, and experiences of others who did take a chance. They got off the treadmill of fear that prevents most of us from waking up this morning and begin pursuing the dreams that we had last night regardless of risk.

                          I don’t think anyone looks back on their life with complete satisfaction. Their will always be something that wished we had said or done. Should we try to view our life as if we were on our last breath? Would we be happy that we stayed on the shore and existed or would we have been better off going out into the storm and living?