how many things do we do, simply because we've always done them? maybe at some point the activity or action filled some kind of need or inspired some type of response, but as time marched on....the need and / or the response, just weren't good enough reasons to continue anymore.
i used to go deer hunting with my dad when i was a kid. there were too many (as my dad used to say) "...drunk people with guns" during rifle season, so we always went for archery season. you know...bows and arrows. are we up to speed? ok!
now, before i go any further, i have to say please don't send me any animal rights, inhumane, you killed bambi, pita activists comments....ok people? i'm just telling a story here.
so, we would go up into the mountains, wearing our best camo gear, and search the mountains for deer. after the deer was shot, my job was to track the little spec's of blood until we found the deer. then we'd finish it off and take it back to camp. i learned a lot about nature and animals, life and death....good stuff for a kid to know. seriously. we always skinned the deer and would make jerky and stuff....yum, yum. have i lost anyone yet? well, the last half or our last day of the trip was always reserved for cutting wood to bring home to burn for the winter. this was the suckiest part of the trip...it involved a lot of work, and getting dirty, and stacking, and un-stacking wood. not fun. well, as years went on, it seemed as if there were less deer and as a byproduct, less time devoted to hunting deer. it seemed that our hunting trip had turned into a "wood getting" trip. but we kept on going. do you see what i'm getting at?
sometimes, we keep doing stuff, over and over....and over again. even though the initial intent has been lost or forgotten, or just plain unnecessary. maybe it's time to turn over a new leaf. maybe it's time to end something that just needs to end. be brave. make the move. the time is now. thoughts?