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Hear, O seekers of wisdom, the voice of Carl Rogers, the sage of human growth, who declared: “The good life is a process, not a state of being. It is a direction, not a destination.” In these words resounds a truth both humbling and liberating—that the good life is not a treasure to be seized once and for all, nor a throne upon which one may sit forever. Rather, it is a journey, a river that flows, a road ever unfolding before the traveler. To live well is not to arrive, but to walk faithfully, to grow, to press onward toward the horizon of becoming.

The ancients understood this in their own tongue. Heraclitus spoke that “no man steps into the same river twice,” for all things flow, and life is ever-changing. The Hebrews, too, lived their story as a pilgrimage, wandering through deserts and promised lands, never fixed, but always moving toward greater fulfillment. So Rogers, in the modern age, took up this ancient wisdom and clothed it anew: life’s goodness is found not in reaching perfection, but in continually striving toward growth, authenticity, and truth.

Consider the story of Abraham Lincoln, who was not born into greatness but grew into it through struggle, loss, and persistence. He endured poverty, countless defeats in elections, the death of children, and the weight of a nation divided. Yet he did not despair, for his life was not measured by final arrival, but by direction—the steadfast pursuit of justice and unity. When he signed the Emancipation Proclamation, it was not the end of his journey, but a step upon the path. His life shows us that the good life is a process, forged day by day, action by action, trial by trial.

Rogers reminds us that to live is to change, and to change is to grow. If one seeks only a final state of bliss, one will be forever restless, for such permanence does not exist. Joy fades, sorrow passes, achievements give way to new challenges. But if one embraces life as a process, then every step, whether upward or downward, becomes meaningful. Even suffering, endured with courage, becomes part of the journey toward wholeness.

The meaning is clear: the good life cannot be bought, inherited, or seized in an instant. It must be lived into, like a song sung across years, like a painting layered with brushstrokes of joy and pain. The wise do not ask, “Have I arrived?” but rather, “Am I moving in the right direction?” For the traveler who keeps his face toward the light, though stumbling often, lives better than the one who claims to have arrived but grows no more.

The lesson for us, O listeners, is profound. Do not chase perfection as though it were a fixed crown, nor despair when happiness fades, for neither state is permanent. Instead, tend daily to the direction of your soul. Ask yourself: Am I more compassionate than yesterday? Am I more honest, more authentic, more alive? If so, you are living the good life already, though the road stretches endlessly ahead.

Practical actions stand before you: Embrace learning, even when it humbles you. Welcome change, even when it unsettles you. Celebrate small victories, for they are signs of movement. Reflect daily on your path, adjusting your course not toward worldly perfection but toward inner truth. And above all, remember that the good life is not found at the end of the road, but in every faithful step you take upon it.

Thus, walk, O child of time, not as one who longs for a final resting place of glory, but as one who delights in the process itself. For in the direction you choose, in the becoming you embrace, in the growth you pursue, you will discover that the journey itself is the destination. And that, as Rogers proclaimed, is the secret of the good life.