“It would be good if you could come.”
A friend recently invited me to an event that sounded amazing – fun, restful, joyful, and good. Her words were accurate: it would be good if I could come. It would provide rest, develop relationship, and give me time to think, meet, and connect.
It all sounded great.
But I had a nagging feeling I shouldn’t go.
Do you ever feel that way? Do you ever think, that sounds incredible, or, I should go to that, because you know it will be so good for you, and yet, deep down, also know you shouldn’t go?
Conformity is the jailer of freedom and the enemy of growth. – John F. Kennedy
Living in the town you grew up in has its advantages and disadvantages.
Primary advantage: you know where everything is.
Primary dis-advantage: you know who everyone is.
That last part’s not quite true. My ‘town’ is really too big to be called a town. But it’s the smallest ‘big-city-suburb’ I know, because everyone is related to everyone, and once you know a handful of those people related to everyone, you know everyone else and how they relate back.
Someday I should really do a ‘six degrees of – (insert semi-Mennonite or Dutch name here) chart’, except it might take me, well, years to write down.
I am not a has-been. I am a will be. – Lauren Bacall
I’m not really one for New Year’s resolutions.
I used to be. I used to wish each year for the proverbial fifteen-pound-weight loss. I used to dream of flawless skin. I used to lust after better clothes or easier-to-manage hair.
But that’s all those things really turned out to be – wishes, dreams, and jealousies.
Some years, I was extra-determined. I had a plan. The plan would work. I would get what I wanted. And everyone else would look at me and say, hey, look at you!
Except the plan never worked. All the things you have to do in order to be skinnier and look better require powerful, long-term, daily-accessible motivation.
And what I look like on the outside was just never enough motivation. Read more