We live in a culture where we are constantly reaching for the next thing, attaining the next goal, preparing for the next day, planning for the future; never really sitting still long enough to smell the roses, or be curious about the light that hits our faces at sunrise, or appreciate each breath we take. In other words, we are always “becoming” and never “being.”
So, our obsession with always becoming, does it hinder us? Are we missing out on life because we are never being? What do you think? How do you live – being or becoming?