I use to do these ‘Sunday Sermons’ every week. They aren’t religious, but they’re chalk full of spiritual undertones. More simply they’re an outlet, intended to provoke some level of thought-provoking, introspection. Back when I was more consistent I’d do a 15 minute stream-of-conscious post every Sunday night and send it to my staff. But neither time or motivation has been on my side lately. The truth is I love to write, and would like to more. It’s meditative. I can ignore all the external noise and focus on the thoughts in my brain…nothing more. Just flow.
If you read it, great. If not, who cares?
The Trouble is we Think we have Time
You know what separates greatness from average? Mindset. Of course there are several other factors. But tonight let’s focus on mindset. Have you ever been in a funk? Unmotivated? Stagnant? I certainly have. It’s part of being human. Slumps help us find our way back and re-focus our attention on what’s important. And when we do we find ourselves on the other side of the fence, extremely motivated as if nothing can stop us. Not because the situation changed, but because our outlook on the situation changed. When I get motivated I don’t accept anything less than a super human effort. My goal of late is to achieve a level of production that is mind-blowing; to do so much no one can believe I have the time, energy, or resources to do it. One of my core values is creativity. I need time each and every day to put something down on paper or to discover some untapped reservoir of creativity.
It’s difficult to relate to everyone because we’re all wired so much differently. It’s so much work to try to understand someone with different values or priorities. So why do we bother? It’s almost wasteful. But culture and courtesy demand it, especially if the nature of your profession involves interacting with hundreds of different personalities each day.
But the great ones have no balance and their mindset is such that few will ever understand them. They’re the outliers; the few-and-far betweeners. They don’t necessarily make the world go round, but they point it in the direction everyone else moves it. The distinction is critical.
The older I get the more precious I believe our brief time here is. I am convinced beyond a shadow of a doubt that life is too short. When we’re young it seems daunting and infinite. But as time passes our relationship with time changes. The less we have the faster along the space-time continuum we are feel we’re traveling. So we have to go all-in. And we have to know who we are, what we want, and how we’re gonna get there. And once we figure it out (it’s dynamic and WILL change) we have to push the pedal as hard as possible. In the end no one will remember us. If we move the needle maybe they’ll whisper our name in the days and years after we’re gone. But ultimately none of it matters.
What matters is now. And the only objective is to light the flame and feed it. The truth is no one knows what’s next. So why not act as though there is nothing and drive in the fast lane (so to speak). The trouble is we think we have time. The truth is we don’t. This life is for you to fulfill whatever mission you feel called to. So get to work.