A Thought on a Sunday Morning

We are quick to make heroes for ourselves and then when they fall short of our expectations we destroy them.

The case Lance Armstrong comes to the mind. We celebrated him, we made him our inspiration. He was a cancer survivor that went on to conquer his sport. We rooted for him and many of us  wanted be like him.


That was then. Now he is, for want of a better word, a pariah.

We are good at this. We create and destroy heroes and after that we look for new heroes and before long we destroy them too.

We want to be inspired and we want to be like our heroes. Our lives are sometimes so empty on the inside that we need something from the outside to inspire us. We follow trends and get caught with consumerism to fill this void inside of us.

Most of us a living lives scripted by marketers and advertisers. Buy this and you would  be like that. Buy that and you would be like this. Use this perfume and you  be like Serena Williams. Wear that underwear and you are going to bend it like Beckham.

We need to pause and reflect everyday of our lives.  Take time to ponder who we are and enrich ourselves mentally, spiritually and physically. Then we do not have to look outside for inspiration, we can look on the inside.