In my genealogy research i see a lot of examples where all i see are names and a set of sparse dates next to them – birth, maybe death, and some scattered census recordings. That’s it. And a spouse’s name maybe, equally bare.
That’s it, for what represents maybe 40, 50 or in some cases 70 years’ worth of the daily grind you and i face.
Haha ok, maybe no facebook or telecommuting (or tele-anything for that matter) but they had their equivalent for sure.
Point is, we’ve a new world to conquer every morning and rejoice in every evening – and in the end may have no way of showing what it was we actually did for that day.
This doesn’t mean what we do doesn’t matter. Truth is, it’s actually the exact opposite. Unseen forces that we can’t see or don’t think about much do impact our lives daily.
Think about things like gravity, time, and – if one is spiritual in nature – all those mystical energies wafting about. Without these, our world would be unrecognisable by us. Our daily – and i dare say, minute-by-minute – existence is as much a part of the “external world” as are items like these.
What we present to our family and friends exerts an energy and force that affects them, just as morning sunlight on a summer sidewalk warms it, or rain on a slippery slope creates powerful mudslides.
A hundred years may pass.
No one may recall or have recorded our daily activities.
But they existed nonetheless, and moved others to act or think in ways they may not have done otherwise.