Edith Andersen

Welcome to my blog of ruminations and essays.

Man’s Search for Meaning, pondered the meaning of life. That’s a big undertaking. What feels more manageable is to reflect on how I spend each day. Arriving at the evening of my life was a shift from the pursuit of money to meaning. Now with the luxury of time, I could burrow into anything that captured my attention, meaningful or frivolous. The choice was mine.  

Fantasies offer an insight into who we are. No more looking at inkblots to discover what makes us tick. When I took the Rorschach online, the ten images all looked like a uterus or a woman’s profile with pursed lips. I’m not interested to learn what it means.

I want to think others do not influence me, but I know better. Jesus may have resisted the influence of others, but most mortals kowtow to the will of the masses. Jim Rohn, the author of The Art of Exceptional Living, declared that we are the average of the five people we spend the most time with. This idea, referred to as the “proximity effect,” deserves our attention. After all, we want to be with people who uplift and inspire us.

After 27 years of marriage, Bill and Melinda filed for divorce, citing the marriage as “irretrievably broken.” Too much water under the bridge. No path remained to reach common ground. Voters in the United States can learn something from the Gates. How long do you compromise, turn yourself into a pretzel to stay together? Are 250 years enough? It takes enormous courage to be the one to call out the elephant in the room. “Hey! it’s time to go our separate ways.”  

Without a doubt, history grades would improve, and the number of history majors would increase. What better preparation can there be for politicians and voters than to know history?