meus intuitus

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I find myself tonight with a terrible longing for the world.  I contemplate this path that I am on and it frightens me how swift and unrelenting it is.  Medicine is not a road to be taken lightly.  At its worst, it will batter and embitter you.  At its best, it will swallow everything you have to offer—including your identity.

We work incomprehensibly hard to acquire a massive skill and knowledge set.  With it, we are privileged as the curators of wellness, of life.  With this privilege, we have a responsibility to our brothers and sisters—we must practice, we must work, we must help and heal.  If we do not, it is not only a waste of our own prior efforts, but also a loss to our patients who need us whether they be ones we have met already or not.

Yet.  There is more to life than duty.  There is exploration.  There is perspective.  There is wonder.  These virtues I satisfy with travel, but travel and duty are somewhat exclusive of one another.  One can not simultaneously be a nomad and a pillar of the community.


Written by meusintuitus

March 25, 2012 at 7:07 pm

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