Yes, you regulars liked my observation there. So, ok, it is not that I am a nobody. But, then even the editor of the local newspaper where I have written columns for nearly a decade doesn't publish my pieces, like this, anymore! ;)
Which is all the more why the moments become so special. The moment of the wedding. The moment of the first job. The moment of the childbirth. Life-changing moments.Which leads me to Krieger's observation in the context of life-changing moments. In the NY Times (which means it won't be my column, hahaha) David Brooks writes:
In her book “Transformative Experience,” L. A. Paul, a philosophy professor at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill, says life is filled with decisions that are a bit like this. Life is filled with forks in the road in which you end up changing who you are and what you want.
People who have a child suddenly become different. Joining the military is another transformational experience. So are marrying, changing careers, immigrating, switching religions.
In each of these cases the current you is trying to make an important decision, without having the chance to know what it will feel like to be the future you.
It is not even Brooks' original thoughts--he is merely channeling what he read!
Ok, enough about me!
The philosophy professor takes off on a direction that is different from what I had written about in that post, but is an idea that I have often blogged about:
Paul’s point is that we’re fundamentally ignorant about many of the biggest choices of our lives and that it’s not possible to make purely rational decisions. “You shouldn’t fool yourself,” she writes. “You have no idea what you are getting into.”
Recall that Chinese parable that I love quoting, when it comes to how we have no idea how our decisions will play out in the future? Mao--yes that Mao--might have even drawn from that parable when he responded to what he thought of the French Revolution with "It is too early to say."
Ok, enough about me! ;)
Perhaps that is also what I saw on display the other day when the friend and I went hiking. At one point along the hike, where the creek curved, the water was like the deep end of a swimming pool. A few youngsters were diving into it from the boulders on the side. And then there was a young woman who showed the boys how it is done.
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In her two-piece bikini, the young woman swam across to the other bank of the creek. And walked up to the tree and climbed high up on it. She didn't even pause when she reached the launch pad, so to speak. She jumped.
In her case, the youthful daring worked out well. In the case of another young woman, who went rock climbing, the adventure has left her paralyzed from the waist down. A transformative moment in her life, but not the kind we wish for.
Every moment that we live represents a fork along the road of life, for we can never go back in time and to that other fork. Every mundane moment is precious and transformative, too.