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The Chase



Are you fleeing your past or chasing your future? While it may not look any different to a bystander – all they see is somebody running, jogging or walking – how you experience life very much depends on where you fall along that spectrum. Many people don’t have a clear direction for their life and are simply moving away from circumstances in their life they wish to eliminate. They don’t know where they are going, so long as it takes them away from “here.” It may be fleeing a job, a relationship, a geographical location or even a socioeconomic status; they just want “out.” They are running from their past and current situation rather than pursuing a purpose and a direction.

Beyond the fact that simply running from where you are now might just get you lost or cause you to end up in an even worse condition, it also disrupts your motivation and mindset in the process – how you experience the journey. Even if you don’t “catch” some of your goals and objectives, the chase itself can be thrilling and rewarding. Furthermore, if you are running from something, how far do you need to run before you are safe? What is enough distance? It’s hard to experience peace of mind while fleeing.

The beauty of diligently pursuing purpose in the future is that by doing so, you automatically distance yourself from the past, and you’ll have a lot more fun doing so!

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