#Trust30 – 15 minutes to live
In this morning’s mail I found an online 30-day writing challenge that I’m going to participate in to celebrate Ralph Waldo Emerson’s birthday. I’ve been trying to get myself back into this personal blog, and hopefully this is just the project to force myself to get on here, be like Nike and ‘just do it’. The Trust30 folks will come up with a thought prompt and participants blog, journal, or create something according to what that prompt inspires in them. The challenge starts today, and if you are interested in learning more or participating, just click here.
The initial prompt for #Trust 30:
We are afraid of truth, afraid of fortune, afraid of death, and afraid of each other. Our age yields no great and perfect persons. – Ralph Waldo Emerson
You just discovered you have fifteen minutes to live.
1. Set a timer for fifteen minutes.
2. Write the story that has to be written.
(Author: Gwen Bell)
I can’t ever get into these types of hypothetical scenarios; simply because I don’t actually know that I’m going to die in 15 minutes. I’d like to think that if I was going to die in 15 minutes and I still had a physically capable body, I would spend that time hugging my family and telling them I loved them. (And hopefully enjoying a great glass of wine with them.) Not sitting in front of a computer or with my nose in a journal, cut off from everyone and not interacting with those most important to me.
It’s interesting that I have that down in writing now. Face-to-face interactions are what I want and value the most. I do our online social media-ing for the company and have fun with it, but I guess one reason I’ve been lax here on this blog is that I value in-personal interactions more and dedicate time to that instead of sitting in front of the computer so much. Just call me old-school.
Although, FB is great since it’s just a few sentences – short time commitment with lots of interaction (if I could only keep up with the feed – yikes). Now, that a little aside that I probably wouldn’t worry about if I actually knew I was going to die in 15 minutes. Nor would I be on FB if I was going to die in 15 minutes. But we’ve already established the fact that I wouldn’t even be here on the computer in the first place.
My 15 minutes to write is almost up and I have to admit that I feel a bit odd about sharing this. But in the spirit of this prompt – here’s to not being afraid of you out there and to a new project to get exited about. Cheers to life beyond these 15 minutes!