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Living in the Past

I read a quote from former US president Bill Clinton today.  “When our memories outweigh our dreams, we have grown old.”  The quotes juxtaposition between memories and dreams intrigued me.

You could intrepret this statement to imply dreams are to live for while memories are the past.  These reminisces  can provide pleasure, but also pain, they don’t lead to action, it is already done.

Weighting Dreams and Actions

On the whole, I very much enjoy remembering my past.  My life has been a happy one and so far my personal goal of attaining maximum happiness and pleasure has been achieved.

Interestingly this was accomplished not by dreaming, but rather by taking action. Of course,  dreams can lead to action, and I am pretty sure that was the underlying assumption Mr. Clinton had when he made the quote.

Without some attempt at realization, dreams are just empty thoughts.  Memories may not move you forward but they derive from dreams that were realized.

Doing Less

If memories require dreams to be acted on, than more dreams than memories implies less action, which is often considered to be an attribute of getting old.

Although, as the population ages this becomes less and less true.  The number of instances of active oldsters (e.g., people over 100 running marathons, doing acrobatics or acting in major films) continues to be on the rise.

These active oldsters have both ample memories and dreams they are aggressively persuing.  This current reality  makes Mr. Clintons quote somewhat an anacronism of the past.

I dream about my future successes and accomplishments and I am actively planning how to achieve them, even after I reach 100 years old.

Reminiscing on Life

Every once in a while, things that happen today remind you of the past.  This could be any kind of memory, pleasing, unpleasant or just neutral.

Yesterday I had one of these experiences,  took me back twenty-five years.  My wife was going through boxes of children’s books we have saved for our grandchildren sorting and preparing to deluge our offspring with boxes of books for their child.

In one of the boxes was a story written as a school assignment,  by our oldest daughter in 1990.   On re-reading the story it really highlighted for me how perspective of the moment really matters.  Back then I was a busy young professional with a growing family and multiple school age children.

Today I was amazed by how insightful and mature my daughter was at that young age.  It was a simple story about events in my daughters life written as a fairy tale.  With that part of my life in the past, that is I am no longer living it, the story took on a whole different perspective and the ending, well, I just had to laugh out loud.

And the point!

Past moments in your life can be viewed very differently with your today’s lens.  It’s fascinating to me how your current state, environment, events effect how you view the things that transpire around you.

In this case, having passed through the child rearing years reading this piece of the past had a much greater emotional impact than it did twenty-five years ago when I was living it, but I recognize I was not really in the moment at the time fully experiencing it.

The point is, whenever you can try to pause and take time to smell the coffee, you don’t really want to regret it later.