I was about twenty five when that happened I think; full of passion. I had a dream of how I wanted to live and it wasn’t happening, at all. Actually my life was going backwards and at pace. I had no money, no clients, my friendship circle was getting smaller and any strategy I had to remedy the situation was failing.
My adrenals are still pumping. My day has been one of cutting crisis off at the pass, dealing with difficult people and getting nervous about things I may have missed or forgotten. There is now no risk of any significance yet my adrenalin still has me wired. Scared. Anxious.
What am I scared of? What is this anxiety? Why can’t I switch off and enjoy just being happy?
I try to rationalize it away yet something inside of me, something that should not be ignored, says I am not safe. That at any second this magic moment will be shattered by something unpleasant. I want to switch the angst off but maybe this angst is sending me a message I need to pay attention to. So I keep listening for the message. Read More
Recognising when to be brave
My favourite scene in a movie is the moment when a key character realises they can be the hero.
When Adrian finally tells Rocky to ‘win!’. When Frances finally commits to the bloody lift in Dirty Dancing. When Dumbo finally realises he doesn’t need the feather! And in The Blindside when Michael finally uses his strength.
These stir emotions in all of us because deep in side we all hope we are made from similar stuff, that when our moment comes, we will be able to step up to the plate. And in doing so we might inspire and serve those we love. We want the exhilaration of doing something brave and hard.
Getting Your Time (Life) Back
When you get your time back you get your life back.
Of course with the responsibilities of kids, businesses, families and similar, it is likely you may only be able to scrape together small pockets of time at first… but this is what to do with those pockets to get more time back:
If you are riding a bicycle at full speed and I ask you to go ‘just a little bit faster’, naturally you’d have a crack and peddle harder, right? For a while you would anyway, until you burned out.
Mind you, you could have achieved going ‘just a little bit faster’ with much more ease by getting on a motorbike, in a car or using any powered transport for that matter. That’s always the seduction – we get sucked in to thinking that the bicycle is not a variable.
We think the challenge of going a bit faster fundamentally revolves around the bicycle. We hear “the goal is to go faster; the method is a bicycle.”
Now apply that to the dream house you want to have. Or the medal you want to win. Or any goal you have.
I don’t recall what triggered it, but I was flat. It was one of those tough patches in life. A time of being super introspective. In hindsight I think I had been comparing myself to bigger fish in my sea. Regularly hanging out with exceptionally talented people had taken its toll. It isn’t always good for your self esteem to be around so many freak talents. I was hurting. “Had I achieved anything in my life at all?” Read More
You might remember a story they told us when we were kids. About a man who went on a desperate search to find a magical four-leaf clover. The three leaf clover was easy to find but the four leaf clover had all sorts of special powers. After years searching far and wide, eventually he reluctantly returned home, empty handed and despondent. At which time, while resting in his yard, he looked down to discover what he sought for so long had been right there in his back yard all the time. There in his yard was a four-leaf clover. Read More