All Is Impossible

All is impossible.

This is not a sweeping statement mired in existential dread 😉 instead a reminder that we cannot do/see/have/eat/read/etc it all.

We are surrounded by the implicit and explicit messages that suggest anything is possible. We are taught to aspire to more, bigger, faster. We are continually promised that the cult of productivity has the answers and can close the gap between what we want and our human finitude.

As author Oliver Burkeman writes, ‘Any finite life—even the best one you could possibly imagine—is therefore a matter of ceaselessly waving goodbye to possibility.'

We walk this tightrope every day …

when we dream and imagine,

when we plan and make choices,

when we work,

when we live.

I’m curious, if all is not possible, what might be instead?