Consider the story of  Aboriginal girls who, taken from their mothers and deposited in a “school” half a continent away, escape and walk 1,500 miles home. Twice. 

It’s hard for me to imagine having the savvy, let alone the fortitude, to survive such a journey, but it’s not hard to imagine the desire — the drive — the passion — the love — that would compel them forward.  Imagine wanting something for which you’d be willing to go that literal and figurative distance. Twice. 

I’ve been thinking about what I want a lot lately as I try ideas on for size, looking for what sparks my interest, tickles my imagination, makes my pulse race. Lots of things have proven to be fun or engaging or challenging or at least mildly entertaining, but there’s no burning urge. No psychic or emotional imperative. I wonder if such a thing will come.

Two economists are walking down the street and pass a Tesla showroom. One economist turns to the other and says. “I really want one of those!”  “Apparently not,” replies the other.

How do we know if we really want something?  Is being passionate about a cause the same thing as wanting? What if nothing seems quite urgent enough to warrant a Big P passion?

Like many women,  I’m not well practiced in discerning my own desires. I’m better at attending to, intuiting, and working–often fiercely– for the wants of others.

I have the opportunity to revisit that old training. I remain curious about what I will discover. I am grateful for the inspiration of others – including young girls a generation and half a planet away.

Life Lesson #15: Knowing is half the battle.



6 thoughts on “What Do You Want? How Bad Do You Want It?

  1. Our culture puts a huge, and in my view misplaced, value on passion. I suspect for many if not most of us, the deep joys of life derive from the small, quiet voice that prompts action or attention. Leaning to hear that nearly silent nudge requires a degree of calm, stability, and willingness to just be rather than always doing, doing, doing.


  2. Amazing girls. Wow. I appreciate life’s exploration so much. This is an inspiring story.
    I admit some days I rest; no adventure needed 🙂 other days I climb, run or swim towards what is calling me. But the best days, are when I am out of the way and I am lifted up in the momentum way bigger than little ole me. Hmm, Reminds me of a quote by George Benard Shaw, I think … I will look for it.


  3. Yes – it was George Benard Shaw- love that I remember that… My proud moment of this Sunday 🙂
    This is the true joy in life, the being used for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one; the being a force of nature instead of a feverish, selfish little clod of ailments and grievances complaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy.
    I am of the opinion that my life belongs to the whole community, and as long as I live it is my privilege to do for it whatever I can.
    I want to be thoroughly used up when I die, for the harder I work the more I live. I rejoice in life for its own sake. Life is no “brief candle” for me. It is a sort of splendid torch which I have got hold of for the moment, and I want to make it burn as brightly as possible before handing it on to future generations.
    George Bernard Shaw


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