Everything is too little, too late, insufficient, wrong.
Isn’t that more mindset we allow ourselves?
Self-indulgent pity party, wallowing in our mud?
Our world is full of messages – so many that ‘we can’, so many more ‘we cannot’.
Messages well equipped to bombard us. Like having our radios tuned to all the stations at once. No way to find sweet music among the noise.
Great messages, mantras, manifestos and ways to live are not hidden. We can find them, read them, hear them and be absolutely clear, but only when we tune out and turn off all the other noise.
Which leaves us with only one competing noise, doesn’t it?
That noise – inside our head. Fear, uncertainty and doubt message telling us repeatedly what we can’t do. It serves no purpose, not greater good. That voice doesn’t save us from disaster and it certainly doesn’t inspire us to excellence.
Here’s the trick.
We need trick ourselves.
Get our conscious mind and our not-conscious mind playing hearing the same tune, adjusted to same frequency – hearing magical sweet tune identifying us as clear, focused, energetic. Committed to making each day better than yesterday, each task clearer, focused.
This requires discarding everything that doesn’t fit. Not like throwing away favourite sweater. More like removing a limb, tossing aside a crutch.
Hardest of all, when we discard an old way of thinking so we can hear a new way.
Hardest to give something up that we clung to.
Something we’ve clung to from familiarity and habit – not from wisdom in any form, but from habit.
It is never too late …
column written/ published from Calgary
morning walk: 15C / 58F, clouds brooding, steady breeze, we walked past the car lot (my chosen Pathfinder sits waiting for me to make the deal), Gusta oblivious to the notion of a new ride – we walked a while, jogged a while. Birds were sounding uncommonly cheerful this morning …