Archive for December, 2012

Faces

What a year 2012 has been. For me it will not be forgotten, though in many ways I’d like to.

In an ever vigilant quest to look on the bright side of things I’d like to dedicate this post to the people who have been a direct and positive influence in my life this year. You are all pictured below, in random order. In some cases photos were hard to come by and may not be current. The work culling them together and making the collage gave me a chance to reflect on how great each of you have been.

COLLAGE

On that note it’s time to say goodbye. Bring on 2013.

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Get Comfortable Being Uncomfortable

uncomfortablehandshakeSuccessful people do things unsuccessful people don’t like to do. Comfort is highly overrated in the short run, and often underrated in the long run. In the short run discomfort is a sign that something is happening. It’s usually growth of some kind, or at least something that will lead to growth. Bask in that. Use it. Get better. It’s not permanent. However, when the dull nauseating angst drags on it’s a sign that more short-term discomfort may be required to move things off center. This means change.

Love Will Find a Way

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There are actual, insurmountable obstacles in life. I’ll never be an NBA basketball player or star in a ballet of Romeo and Juliette.

Then there are the obstacles that seem insurmountable to us. Most of them, however, are in our heads. We create them, yet they often seem quite real and valid. The unbending and absolute nature of the truly insurmountable obstacles tends to lead credence to the surmountable ones. One would think this is especially apparent when the obstacles are all things that are within our control, yet we still convince ourselves it’s too far fetched, or too difficult.

Love is the antidote to our fear. Love can conquer it all. Love can give you the will to overcome, if you will let it. Love for yourself or God, or someone else, or in what you love doing. Love or passion for something will make you work harder to get it or harder at it, and you’ll know it is love because though it may be difficult that work will be joyous. Without love it’s drudgery. You will not do your best, and you will not feel right about it…and the odds of succeeding are low, which ends up fueling the fear. Find what you love and this all turns around.

Love doesn’t add up on the calculator. If you have to weigh it and measure it then you’ve already lost.

Love will find a way, if you want it to.

Obsticalmaker

A name for the mechanism in us that serves up very credible feeling obstacles to what we want.

You probably can’t turn it off. Think of it as a provider of tests. Do you know what you want, and is it worth fighting for? Do you have the will to overcome your fears and apprehensions?

The question has been asked before. There is an answer… (to be continued)

Reaction Reveals

We all have a darker side to ourselves that we keep tucked away most of the time. It can be quite shocking to learn what we’re capable of when events conspire to reveal our scarier parts. Not an easy thing to face, nor live with.

We rely so much in our lives on friends and family. But have you ever felt that when the going gets really uncomfortable you’re mostly on your own? What happens when you really reveal yourself to someone? Do they recoil in discomfort or fear? Find someone you trust and try it sometime, if you can summon the courage to be that vulnerable. This exercise usually serves to remind us why we keep it inside. Yeah, best not to take that chance, eh?

And then there are those who provoke us, or poke around in places where they may not belong. What are they looking for? What are the odds that it’s in our best interest to reveal it all? No, it only takes a few betrayals to learn that restraint and self-control is the sensible thing. But wouldn’t it be nice to be able to trust enough to shine a light on it and let it all go?

And so the stuff that’s in the darkness remains scary and threatening, because we keep it there, and try our best to avoid feeding it.



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