The little things in life are a must. They are the ones that lead us to maturation, that shape our personality traits and, ultimately, dictate us where we go. They are like a ladder that we must use daily – sometimes going up, and sometimes going down.
Nobody is ready to
embrace their fate or become
an adult without going through the
rite of constant
small achievements. Destiny is fulfilled only after
learning.
The first step is, symbolically,
the beginning of the conquest of space.
It's the beginning of the walk that will later take us to expand geographies. First
the world is just a square
around the table which we use to prop
our delicate legs, then the course slowly widens, at the hands of parents who lead us through
the streets. And finally, that
first step, culminates in the passing
of life, made of tiny
choices constantly woven – we go through here
and not there, we
go further, we stop, we
cross this or that place...
The memories accumulate,
and as we reach maturity we
understand, finally, that to achieve
small things it took great efforts, and great battles were fought.
Like the first time you
popped a bubble gum, after many failed attempts and many days fighting hard to make something so useless,
but that seemed so fascinating as we were
not able to do
it. And, unexpectedly, the bubble ball came round
as the mouth, growing with the breath
until it reached its maximum transparency and it popped, giving us a small achievement.
Or when you
learnt to whistle. You realize that
there is a technique: the whistle
fits the lips, and
it is the whistle that chooses us.
Try it again and again until the day it comes out whole, ready,
as if it had always lived within us. And
the sound propagates itself, it takes
us with it, and this is another small achievement.
That is life: the set of all the small achievements. They are the ones that make the difference,
that dictate the course, that
wake up rationality, that lead to
maturity, that break boundaries and lead to overcoming.
It's the first smile,
the first word, the first step
that make the transition from crib to a stuttering childhood and that lead us into the future.
Sometimes a small
gesture transforms itself into an
event of even larger proportions so
that all future
reveals itself in a kind of epiphany – it may be
that moment when your eye meets another and you know simply, you simply know, that the future
is all there.
The future is the
place where it is believed that dreams,
projects and desires inhabit. Everything that you cannot accomplish today, gets filed
away in the future, gets thrown up
ahead and we hope that one day the twists of life and
our efforts will get us there.
From the moment we understand what the future means we
start to pursuit it, like cats trying
to catch their own tails.
But the future is made
of today's decisions, today’s moments
and small achievements. The
future is like us: it
isn’t born ready; it doesn’t come out with
a bang, suddenly, like the cry of
a newborn. It is slow,
it grows quietly, and it feeds on the
successes and mistakes. You have
to sweat and cry, laugh and fool around, skin
your knees in childhood, make soap bubbles, have
a first love, and make sand castles before you build a real house.
The future emerges
of small achievements, and reveals itself in
big victories.
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