Pickup your phone for a second and open which ever photo app you use on it. Look at the pictures you've sent or received from your various interactions with others in your digital places and spaces. Break it up into things you received this week, last week, last month, six months ago to a year ago. Look at the "forest for the trees" of what your pictures say about the life your are having at the moment, and if the story it tells have changed over the past.
Happy, awesome, good, thank you, amazing, great, value, trust, correct.
If you say it often enough it becomes a part of you.
A few weeks ago I had lunch with one of my secret mentors. If you are wondering why the word secret, let me explain. I have this handful of people who I get the privilege of spending time with about once or twice a year. They are all extremely busy individuals who in the normal course of their day would in no way find time to mentor anyone.
If you follow this blog at all, it should be no surprise to you that I went through a period I like to think now was my "recovering asshole" phase in life. It is frightening how easy it would have been to permanently move in.
For some time now, every time I've woke there was a single thought which drives my day and interaction with other. That we all wake up in the morning wanting nothing more than to just have a good day. I know I do, so it must be that others do too.
For some time I had one rule when it came to races, and that is never to re-enter the same event more than once. There is too much on offer to redo and relive the same things over and over. I have however of late been breaking this rule on a grand scale. On a completely subconscious level, I've been backtracking into the past. I've found myself returning to things I've already completed without a clear idea of why I'm repeating them. Even a race I always referred to privately as "the event not to be mentioned" will be making a second appearance at some point in the future. The result of which I see now is interesting and unexpected.
This is a page I though I would never get to write in my life, ever. I woke today, with a clear mind and happy heart. Why and how you might ask? I would like to say my life has made a turnaround since I started on what ever this road is a few years ago.
You remember back when you were a kid, playing with a few blocks of lego? I certainly do. It is probably in some way or form part of most peoples childhood.
When you first start out, there are few things which you govern yourself with. You just build anything. Whether the blocks are red, or fit together or not doesn’t matter. But a few days of this, I bet you started matching colours, similar blocks and a bit of order enters the equation.
Isn’t this what makes reaching a dream, any dream, so special? It is the idea that a dream is like a phoenix. It dies when its purpose is complete, only to be born anew and start the cycle all over again.
“Dogs are the leaders of the planet. If you see two life forms, one of them's making a poop, the other one's carrying it for him, who would you assume is in charge.”
― Jerry Seinfeld
We go through our childhood as students who get rewarded for remembering facts. But precious little time gets spend to focus on clearing our minds of thoughts so that ideas can fill the void. It is the one thing our brains do extremely well, the act of having ideas. Yet all we want it to do all day long, is remember things, facts and information.