The other day while sitting in Toastmasters I was observing one of our speakers. Someone who’s experienced quite a bit of life.
He’s the designated Jokemaster. His role? To tell us all a joke at the end of the meeting.
He does this time and time again, from memory. Always with a smile, requires no assistance to the lectern, and is as sharp as a silver tack.
He’ll soon be 104 years old.
He’s funny, inspiring and has that 100-plus-year-old aura.
One of my wife’s good friends has cancer and has been in and out of the hospital more times than she can possibly remember. And has experienced just about every type of chemotherapy the good doctors of planet earth can come up with.
She hears nothing but bad news, but has somehow managed to maintain a stiff upper lip, at least when talking to others. This woman has an amazing sense of humor to go along with the iron fortitude.
Amazing how some people deal.
My father was a quiet man who did just about everything on this own – from car repairs to gardening. He even cut his own hair, because he didn’t like outside interference.
After he died I started wondering if he lived a life of quiet desperation or was simply content living a simple, inward life.
A complicated man who kept everything inside and never allowed outside interference. Because of this, I will never know the truth.
You have your own list. We all do.
Others who cause us to pause and reflect. Memories that bring pain, but sometimes lead to moments of insight and change for the better.
Life. And those we experience it with.
I often wonder about the fine people I know online. Where they go, what that do, how often they cry; and if they are as funny, or bitter, or forgiving as they are online. I think about the folks above and a million others.
How do they change for the better?
We could live a long, rewarding life, receive dire news any day of the week, or one day look back and realize we lived a life of quiet desperation.
There are certain things we can’t control, but we can change our perception – of others, of the world around us and of our situation at any given moment.
It is quite possible, if we take advantage of these little specks in time – or simply frame them differently – we may one day look back and feel good, be proud, or at least feel content.
So when I think about the people above, and others, I try to approach my day with a glass half full attitude.
I could start spitting out cliches. I’m quite good at that. But really, what do you have, but this wink of time?
Okay, I’ll stop before this becomes a Hallmark moment.
But really … live. And by that I simply mean, take advantage of those moments.
And I don’t mean stop working hard. God no.
In fact, the older I get, the more I realize it’s futile to fret away the hours, in life and work.
So … if you’re in business for yourself and times are tough, stop crying and grow a pair of business balls. You WILL make it through if you want it bad enough.
Read Steven Pressfield’s The War of Art and get your groove back.
Check out this brilliant post writen by young and inspiring Ashley Ambirge.
Go read this amazing post by Danny Brown.
If you want “it,” but the experience is incredibly hard, keep pushing. Make those moments count. One day you’ll look back and be proud.
If it’s killing you or your family life, well, maybe it is time to stop and do something else. But guess what? Maybe that something else will be your breakout moment.
Enjoying life doesn’t mean sitting in a field of lilies on a lotus position. No.
I spent years in quiet contemplation and this did nothing but create a stagnant puddle of muddled thoughts based on fear. Time wasted not living, until I broke out in my own way.
And that’s what this is all about – breaking out and living.
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