Because this question haunts me everyday. It matter to me because I’d like to know who I am.
Because if others know who they are, they might do things differently which benefit them and others.

It matters to me because I am 70 years old and have spent my entire life struggling to make Australia and the world a better place for women. We have made some gains but it still seems a long way to go.

Democracies have little value unless the populace participates. I (probably like many others) am put off from active participation and my cynicism is fed, by the cumbersome nature of government and the lack of cooperation between parties. Does a ‘party system’ have to translate into the circus that we witness in our parliaments?

I have asked myself this same question for much of my life. But I am not sure that the answer would be helpful or not?

It seems as though more and more of us live a life of conformity and order, and few now life a live of ‘being wild’; of throwing caution to the wind; of taking a chance to follow their dream; to embark on an adventure. What is this doing to our evolution as a species? Where will humanity be in a hundred, a thousand years if we give up ‘being wild’ because our fears prevent us foresaking the safe places?

If we all tapped away at pianos rather than computers, maybe we’d all be happier.

It seems that in an increasingly material world lust is getting the upped hand, but the idealist in me hopes that love prevails.

By narrowing the gap between scientific understanding and spiritual understanding, we get closer to god.

Life in a democracy is presented as a level playing field where we can make rational, informed choices, but our fate is sealed by social norms. The cost of going of rallying against means that many won’t even question the possibility.

It’s just strange that people disagree so much about this.