{"id":50,"date":"2012-05-31T10:12:00","date_gmt":"2012-05-31T10:12:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/wordsonsoil.co.za\/?p=50"},"modified":"2012-05-31T10:12:00","modified_gmt":"2012-05-31T10:12:00","slug":"as-i-look-back","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wordsonsoil.co.za\/?p=50","title":{"rendered":"As I look back . . ."},"content":{"rendered":"
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\nIndeed time flies. Yet the valuable and numerous less<\/span>ons along the way moves at a slow pace.<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\nAs another birthday advances I anxiously concede to the fact that really there isn’t much to write home about yet I excitedly anticipate a number of activities.  Actually there is so much to focus on because there are so many tattered loose ends to tie.  <\/span>So as I embark on a new trail, as I turn on a new leaf\u2026I look back!<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\n<\/a>I am grateful for a blessed action-packed life, a life full of lessons. For me, the one lesson that particularly stands out is this: the definition of an act lies in its end; you see whether an act is good or bad; right or wrong; genuine or bogus is not what matters, what matters is (I believe): what does this act(ion) bring out?  T<\/span>herefore I have come to a conclusion that: acts are defined by their outcomes i.e. as things progress, they get clearer.<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\nOver the past few years, I have formed a few beliefs on intentions, acts and results:<\/span>\n<\/div>\n
\n1. I firmly believe that acts can indeed be judged by their effect because no matter how concealed an act or intention is; its consequence and result inevitably and publicly self-display at the end of any gesture.  <\/span>The riff raff that takes place in the middle is of no consequence.  <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
\n2. No matter how one-sidedly distorted a view may be presented at the beginning of a scheme or midway, in due course all things self-declare.<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\nYou see a prelude is easy to orchestrate, to decorate, to polish, to trim but not an outcome.  <\/span>It is extremely hard for one to orchestrate how things end\u2026because as things end the intention reveals itself. Towards the end of an act the intention stands stark-naked in the universal display window for everyone to see.<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\nMost beginnings are easy to co-ordinate and plan: births, weddings, parties. One can see these coming, one can be alert and be on guard and prepare accordingly.  <\/span>But a death for instance; it arrives unannounced.  So,<\/span>
\nno matter how much time one can set aside towards planning, an end  will inevitable take its own form and shape.  <\/span>So, hence I say that in most cases the post-overview of accounts truly highlight and expose where the treacherous twists and double-crossing curves were initially veiled and concealed.<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
\nHence some cultures prefer to mourn when a baby is born and not when a person dies.  <\/span>To me, t<\/span>hese cultures (real or imagined) seem to displayed a wise and <\/span>established approach to life.  <\/span>Perhaps t<\/span>hey realize that we are mortals, therefore we cannot possibly be capable of fully foreseeing the road ahead.  <\/span><\/span>
\nHow would we know if there are either <\/span>thor<\/span>ns or blooms ahead?  <\/span>
\nTherefore, p<\/span>erhaps the reason these cultures don\u2019t celebrate ahead that which is coming is because they realize that just because one is certain of an advancing act, this does not necessarily expose the fashion or the manner, which a<\/span> partcular act will end, so initially there isn’t much to celebrate.  <\/span>These cultures do not boast about an<\/span> unknown future, instead t<\/span>hey celebrate the past and gratefully live in the present.<\/span><\/div>\n
\nThat for me, continues to be an outstanding lesson and it is for this reason that this year, my birthday will take a different form and shape as I look back … into the future to see how things will end – only then will I <\/span>be able to say “it is well”.  <\/span>William Shakespeare puts it simply: all’s well that ends well.<\/span><\/p>\n

Talk about dream, they keep us going . . . !<\/span>
\n#cultured approach#<\/span><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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