Do you know who you are? And do you know where you’re going – in life for that matter?
It’s often said that ‘in order to know where you’re going, you need to know where you’re coming from.’ And I agree with that statement.
Many of us straddle through life, we go to school, we graduate, we get a job – and we go on to the same repeating cycle of working to pay the bills, day in, day out.
But what if you’re more than that. If you could just stop for a second and recognise who you are, what you are, in this space and time…
Then maybe you’d realise that there is an untapped potential in you. It courses through your veins and has been hidden from you – you need only to seek it.
An example of this, is me.
I’ve just finished reading the book by Akala called ‘Natives – Race and Class in the Ruins of Empire’ , this is an example of me attempting to educate myself on history related to ‘me’.
The next book I’m going to read is called ‘How Europe Underdeveloped Africa’ because, as the saying goes,
‘In order to know where you’re going, you need to know where you’re coming from.’
To me, the reasoning of reading history to discover myself is simple:
How can we expect an individual to have a certain level of confidence, if their understanding of both history, and their history, is stunted?
1. How will they be able to answer the backtalk in their mind about what they are capable of achieving?
2. How will they be able to properly assign their significance in the world?
It’s clear that we need to know where we are coming from, in order to know where we are going.
So I encourage you, if you haven’t already, to find something historical, related to you – and see just what you find out.