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Act It

We are not who we want to be.

We are not who we think we are.

We are what we DO.

If we don’t choose our actions carefully, we’ll end up carelessly becoming a person we didn’t intend to become.

And what a tragedy that would be.

Once we decide who we want to be, we must act it.

Here [Poem]

What a waste
to miss out on what’s here
because we're too busy
whining about
dreaming about
scheming about
what’s over there.

Picking Fights

The easiest fight to win is the one you don’t get into.

Some fights can’t be avoided, but many of them can be.

When you get better at picking your battles, you get better at winning your battles.

Not just because of fights avoided, but because of the energy that’s saved for the others.

More-Ons

The less I need the better I feel.

I start to need less when I stop listening to those who tell me I need more.

Therefore, the path to feeling better is to get better at avoiding (both literally and virtually) more-ons (the people who turn your mind on to needing more).

Noise [Poem]

It’s quiet up here

Above clouds
Above signals
Above noise

I’m disconnected
And my mind begins to float.

Looking down I imagine

What’s being said
What’s being heard
What’s calling for attention

And I brush at my beard
over what’s not.

Not everything needs noise

To feel seen
To feel heard
To feel connected

But noise isn't the type
To just give in or relent.

The window calls me back

And as I look upon the clouds
And vast sky
And bend of the earth

I feel a deep sense of calm
and—

I glance back at my screen

I clack a few keys
Move around a few lines
And unknowingly wonder how I might

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More In

With exercise: you get out what you put in.

With learning: you get out what you put in.

With relationships: you get out what you put in.

If you don’t feel like you’re getting enough out, try putting more in.

Seeing With First Time Eyes

“Mom we’re flying!”

—said the little girl sitting behind me on her first plane ride ever.

This being the umpteenth time I’ve flown, I opted to try and get extra sleep.

But, with that prompt, I opened my eyes and thought to myself…

Damn. We’re flying.