I am a people watcher and I travel a lot. At times, this makes for entertainment, aggravation, and even observational learning. On one particular occasion, I was coming back to New York from a business trip out west. The plane landed and I couldn’t wait to get to my car and go home. As I walked through the airport like a man on a mission, breezing past baggage claim, I couldn’t help but hear the excited cheers of young kids.
So many of us get caught up in the past: past issues, past relationships, past mistakes, etc… We tend to give away our thoughts and energy of today to days and events that no longer exist. An unfortunate reality of this type of thinking is that we tend to lose sight of our true power and purpose. And we lose sight of the truth that we are free to change – to refine, improve, or enhance ourselves at any moment.
You are not broken. You are not ugly. You are not unworthy. You are not too short. You are not too tall. You are not the number on a scale. You are not too old. You are not too young. You are not your mistakes.
Years ago, I was invited to a car manufacturing and testing facility. This was a facility at which engineers designed and tested several different types of automobiles. Each design was placed through a series of tests, including the wind tunnel.
I have spent many years as a volunteer at veterans’ hospitals; often spending the final days with our brothers and sisters who have served. I must say, there is nobody as free as somebody who is dying. Conversations are usually pure uncensored truth from someone who has nothing to lose.
I can’t even count the amount of times an older person has told me, “You’ve got your whole life ahead of you.” Upon hearing these words intended to provide comforting advice, one can’t help but feel the older person is latently implying that they do not; that they are actually saying, “I’m old now, but you’ve got your whole life ahead of you.”
“Keep your eyes on your own plate and enjoy your meal!” This was my mom’s repetitive mantra at the dinner table in the late 70’s as she surely fought off the urge to dropkick my brother and I while we argued about who got more mashed potatoes, or too many vegetables, or not the same amount of rice, etc…
Your life is a story you’re telling yourself. I like to live each day of my life as if it’s a page, a chapter in my life’s story. I get to choose how my story plays out. Even if I don’t get to choose the events that happen, I do get to choose the labels I place on the events and what role I play in this story.