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a well lived life, emotions, reflections, relationships, thoughts

On Reflection

I don’t usually post philosophical expositions, but I have been preoccupied with what makes a life well-lived, so I’d like to open it up for discussion.

I thought about how our lives are defined; our jobs, where we live, where we came from, our interests, our schooling, etc. They are part and parcel of how our lives are apportioned, but they don’t speak to whether a life is or was well-lived.

What are your thoughts? What do you feel makes a well-lived life?

Maya Angelou said, “At the end of the day, I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.”

I can relate to the myriad of emotions displayed in the pictures above. Painful memories I do my best to bury deep, loving, joyful ones I play on repeat.

For most of us, our lives contain a mix of positive and negative memories of interactions with others.

If we intentionally work to make the ratio of interactions higher on the positive side instead of the negative, is that the path to a well-lived life?

It might be. What do you think?

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4 thoughts on “On Reflection”

  1. Jan, this was a lovely post. I don’t know the answer to a life well-lived, but what makes me happy are good, supportive family and friends. They make me happy, and with them I can weather anything!

    Lee Y. Miao leeymiao.com

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