Shaping the World

Shaping the World—Within

In this episode, Shaping the World—Within
by Patrick Ball

The world has gotten very good . . . at interrupting us.
It lives in our pockets.
Buzzing. Vibrating.

Tapping us on the shoulder with breaking news, political friction, global crises, and a steady stream of what’s gone wrong since breakfast.

It’s a kind of “gotcha” world—
designed to keep us looking down.
At the screen. At the fear.
And, every so often, at the clock . . . wondering how the day slipped past so quickly.

But here at On the Fly, we take a slightly different posture.
Not denial. Not disengagement.

Just a small, intentional tilt of the head.

First—there’s the power of the lens.

You still get to choose where you aim your attention.
While the world debates the headlines, you can look past the pale. Point a telescope at the Milky Way, and you’re not escaping reality—you’re widening it.

Wonder doesn’t erase worry.
But it reminds us that worry isn’t the whole picture.

Then there’s the quiet strength of small things.

We’re told that if something isn’t big, loud, or optimized . . . it doesn’t matter.

But life keeps whispering otherwise.

There’s counsel in a trusted friend.
There’s a kind of medicine in a long hug.
And—if you know, you know—

There’s salvation in a perfectly prepared espresso . . .
or a gear shift that finally clicks just right.

These aren’t distractions from life.
They’re signs we’re actually in it.

And then there’s attitude, which turns out to make pretty good armor.

Focusing on the good isn’t about pretending the storm isn’t there.
It’s about building a shelter before the rain starts.

When curiosity and craft anchor our inner world,
we become harder to knock over.
We hear the noise—we just don’t let it set the tempo.

Which brings me to what I’ve been calling . . .
The Great Un-Working.

This isn’t about quitting. Or retreating.
Or checking out.

It’s about reclaiming.

Setting down the heavy labels the world handed us . . .
and picking up the tools that make us feel useful, present,
and—maybe for the first time in a while—alive again.

The world is vast. The moment is small.

Both are still yours.

I’m Patrick Ball. Stay curious. Ask better questions. Expand your consciousness. I’ll see you next time . . . On the Fly.

Comments

Don Hanley said…

Patrick, ala Will Rogers and other Prophets, this post is wonder-fullly FULL OF WISDOM. And seeds for several future ones.

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