In 2010, the Giants finally won the World Series. After two decades of fandom and heartbreak, I should have been elated. Except I didn't really care. That August my mom had suffered a series of strokes, and in that context sports mattered far less than ever before.
This is a common story. A big life event provides a wake-up call, shocking us into new perspective on what matters most. This is often hugely powerful, finding opportunity for growth as a silver lining to our biggest setbacks. But it also highlights two unfortunate facts:
we often wait for traumas to thrust perspective upon us rather than actively seeking it
we constrain the wisdom of perspective to the huge realm of 'what matters in life’
I think the same principles can help us more consistently if apply them intentionally. Here are some ways I aspire to use perspective more in my life.