What, exactly, is glory? Excellence? Appreciation? Must we all become martyrs, Olympic gymnasts, or spectators of such?
The thing is: excellence is relative. Appreciation is subjective. So could you just start…giving, and asking for them?
This came on the playlist recently:
Suggested: the reason high school and college are remembered so fondly by so many is because they are small and small-minded. They are an audience. You get to be seen.
The trick is, once you start respecting somebody, suddenly their respect means more to you, and…presto.
If the Gods invited you to feast with them, they would celebrate you. That’s what they do.
Calculated Bravery 