If you’ve ever used or heard the phrase “if I knew then what I know now” you have come to appreciate the benefits of learning from the past.
History repeats itself because too often we fail to learn from it – it’s that simple.
To be shortsighted is to have a lack of foresight.
That’s why when people remarry, they often marry the same type of person they divorced.
Why we keep taking jobs in an industry we know, instead of an industry that we’d like to get to know.
It is within our power this very day to start learning from the past and applying that wisdom to the future.
We’re often advised to live in the present and not the past or the future.
Sound advice.
But the past is replete with many lessons that are worth thinking more seriously about because the past is the road map that tells us where we’ve been and how we got there.
The future is uncharted waters for even the most gifted predictors of what’s ahead.
Now is a great time to learn more about ourselves from where we’ve been and it can make all the difference in the world.
“Life can only be understood backward, but it must be lived forward” – Soren Kierkegaard
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