We are changing from what we were yesterday, and last year, and a minute ago. It’s the most beautiful part of our nature, that we’re not one thing, nor another. Because we exist in a state of constant evolution, we aren’t any of the bad things that we ever were, congruently, we have to keep working at the good things we want to be.
When we look inside ourselves, we see the choices of our past, and the thoughts of the present. If we see negativity, we have the ability to change it, regardless of the path we’ve occupied. It’s true that every day is a new day, and a day without course, until we’ve decided it.
We are not our ancestor’s wars, or their mistakes, or their glories. We are not the inventions of our forefathers, or the lines they drew for us, or the echoes of their voices, unless we choose to be. We are defined by the path we follow in this instant, in this breath, and in the moments hinged upon this one. Here, we find ourselves carved in fresh clay every morning and in the hours that follow we bear the scars and exude the brilliance of our choices.
So, we will be what we set out to be, and can give no blame to the ones that bore us, because we make our choices now and with our own minds and hands. When precedent is laid before us we should choose to honor its accuracy, or discard it as dated in the circumstance which once framed it. And if we are too scared to accept the change that will, and has, and does come, we will be damned by our own stagnancy.
Progress was never made tomorrow. If we find our laws unsuitable, we should bend them until they fit or break, and remake them in the world we now know. The truths of the past should prove themselves strong enough to stand under the weight of our own experiences, or should be tailored until we make them sturdy, and worthy of our pride. One’s truth may not always be another’s, but it is our responsibility to see that the beliefs we hold, mirror what we observe in our own lives, not through the eyes of others.
If we believe something, the time to make it a reality is now. As we are not the people we were yesterday, together we will outgrow the ghosts of our past, and find our way, one stumbling step at a time, to a place that seems fair, and right, and just. It will not be easy, yet, I cannot imagine a better use of time on earth. As impermanent as we are, we are also malleable, bent to the whimsy of our own experiences and observations, but molded as a reflection of our choices.
We are fortunate enough to not be this or that, and have the luxury of mortality, where every moment can be more beautiful than the last, because it is different and new. What we choose do with these moments will define us, if only we keep our eyes open long enough to make these choices.
Tomorrow has never been larger or more imposing. It starts today.