Wish You Were Here

Wish You Where Here (Photo credit: _Jer_)

I get lost in the act of wishing.

I wish I played tennis more. I wish I were more extroverted. I wish I played guitar better. I wish I did a better job of marketing this blog. I wish those jeans I got a couple of years ago weren’t so tight. I wish I were more comfortable (and effective) at networking. I wish that I wrote (and published) more often. I wish I were taller. I wish I called my mom more often. I wish I didn’t have a commute. I wish I had published a book by now. I wish I were a proactive friend who reached out to people. I wish I was more disciplined in my follow through and execution. I wish I had built and maintained more relationships over the years. I wish I were in a band. I wish I still played hockey.

I can spend a weekend wishing my time away.

Most wishes actively focus on what you don’t have or aren’t doing. It’s wanting parts of life to be different than what they are … and doing nothing about it . Wishing is powerlessness.

Wishing is not taking steps to change my life or appreciating what I have in life. I am taking steps. I am doing something. Just not something that will change anything. I am wishing.

I wish that wishing were more productive. I am good at. It’s not. It’s just a waste of time.

NOTE: A wish is different that faith. More on that next time ….