1.0Amber Bird | Bloghttps://www.amberbird.com/blogamberhttps://www.amberbird.com/blog/author/admin/rich600338<blockquote class="wp-embedded-content" data-secret="Nih7MhGF8k"><a href="https://www.amberbird.com/blog/2012/12/08/tablature-for-an-argument/">Tablature for an Argument</a></blockquote><iframe sandbox="allow-scripts" security="restricted" src="https://www.amberbird.com/blog/2012/12/08/tablature-for-an-argument/embed/#?secret=Nih7MhGF8k" width="600" height="338" title="“Tablature for an Argument” — Amber Bird | Blog" data-secret="Nih7MhGF8k" frameborder="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" class="wp-embedded-content"></iframe><script> /*! This file is auto-generated */ !function(d,l){"use strict";l.querySelector&&d.addEventListener&&"undefined"!=typeof URL&&(d.wp=d.wp||{},d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage||(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if((t||t.secret||t.message||t.value)&&!/[^a-zA-Z0-9]/.test(t.secret)){for(var s,r,n,a=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),o=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),c=new RegExp("^https?:$","i"),i=0;i<o.length;i++)o[i].style.display="none";for(i=0;i<a.length;i++)s=a[i],e.source===s.contentWindow&&(s.removeAttribute("style"),"height"===t.message?(1e3<(r=parseInt(t.value,10))?r=1e3:~~r<200&&(r=200),s.height=r):"link"===t.message&&(r=new URL(s.getAttribute("src")),n=new URL(t.value),c.test(n.protocol))&&n.host===r.host&&l.activeElement===s&&(d.top.location.href=t.value))}},d.addEventListener("message",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener("DOMContentLoaded",function(){for(var e,t,s=l.querySelectorAll("iframe.wp-embedded-content"),r=0;r<s.length;r++)(t=(e=s[r]).getAttribute("data-secret"))||(t=Math.random().toString(36).substring(2,12),e.src+="#?secret="+t,e.setAttribute("data-secret",t)),e.contentWindow.postMessage({message:"ready",secret:t},"*")},!1)))}(window,document); //# sourceURL=https://www.amberbird.com/blog/wp-includes/js/wp-embed.min.js </script> Earlier in the week, as I was pondering some things in my life, the Universe chimed in via my web browser. There were two tabs open in my browser, side by side, and their subject matters appeared to be having an argument. I’ve recreated it for you in the picture that follows. I’d read the text in the graphic, and then look up to the other tab (which was for an essay titled “But will it be worth it when you get there?“)   These tabs were both open for most the day, and I kept seeming to rediscover them as I came back to my desk or back to my browser between other tasks. What makes it even more tangled a question is that I’m not just waiting on the topics in question. As much as possible, I’m working for the things I want. I’m putting time, money, effort, heart, soul, blood/sweat/tears, and all that into these things. So, really, the question is even more important. Because I’m giving more than just waiting, so what I find when I get “there” is going to have to be even more. And, if I never get to the “there” I’m pursuing […]http://www.amberbird.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/WorthIt.gif