FIRST THINGS
… must never come second
Monday July 28, 2014
New habits compete with old.
Confront.
Second syllable – front.
Centered.
Head-on.
Bang-on.
Bring-it-on.
Last week’s course encouraged changes (I agreed). Re-fitting schedule poses a challenge because I have so many first things to do.
Up early.
Earlier yet!
Today, first time, got it right.
Write (affirmations). Read (something inspirational). Write (thank you notes). Walk (dog). Gym (work out). Write (this column). Shower. Dress (ready for work). Write (this). Read (morning papers). Breakfast (man and dog). Work (focus on this day).
More to it, but let’s call that an executive summary.
Routine changes are anything but routine.
Significantly disruptive.
Hard to break habits.
Instilling/installing new ones in our brain, more complicated than re-loading software on our computers – but process no less significant in terms of working from a new philosophy, new self rules . . .
We can all change anything we want to. True? / False?
Easy statement to make. Evidence all around us of those who vow to quit something, start something, alter something – which makes diet book sales, weight-loss diets and gym memberships such a perishable commodity. There is no staying power, no ingrained change, no ‘replacement process’. Same is true of drink, drug, smoke, gamble – hard enough to stop … without having to start something new at the same time.
Conscious choice, isn’t it, to change or not to change?
To stick with, or to stick-handle something that cannot be feinted by, snuck around, or mysteriously over-leapt.
Reading more motivational material lately – in addition, catching up a whole week of newspapers in a pile is nearly done.
Gratitude is attitude.
Work is work.
Amazingly, everything fits in a day.
Mark Kolke
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column written/ published from Calgary
morning walk: 10C/50F, a few clouds, breezy – Gusta re-sniffing an old route as if everything was new. Inspiring. Every visit to a morning is brand new . . .
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