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And Then I Experimented Some More. Part II

September 30, 2008 at 6:29 pm · Filed under September 2008

It got to the point where I didn’t feel like myself. I wasn’t flowin’ I wasn’t groovin’ my steps were off balance I wasn’t effectively movin’. I was sinking slow fast hard and deep. It was amazing how not doing what I’ve naturally done for so long so realistically and potently made me feel all wrong. Its like the world I had created for myself the one I was working hard towards in order to evolve, was falling and failing fast right before my eyes, it was shock it was pain it was a totally unwanted surprise. Unlike stepping outside my comfort zone pushing high enabling me to grow, I was stumbling outside my comfort zone into a world I would rather not know. It was negative it was the dire opposite of the things that enlightened and infused my soul, the daily lifestyle habits that made me feel right about me my life propelling positivity and control. So I experimented some more.

• I lost sight of my own vision. The things I was working so hard towards in order to successfully build. The dreams the work hope persistence and passion. As a direct result of all the other great things I abruptly cut out, I began to dwindle on my own vision of the right life. The life in which I envisioned for me my family my friends for the world. In a span of less than 7 days I began to see how quick one can fall spiraling out of control along the way when choosing the ill-side of options they encounter throughout their every day/s. I intentionally and unintentionally lost sight of what I wanted so bad. The lack of focus led to the lack of love which ultimately led to the lack of giving a damn.

• I fell somewhat out of love with the world around me. This was the hardest reality I faced. I became sour and I just couldn’t hide it. I cant cause I’ve always worn my heart on my sleeve. While some or many may mask their true feelings of life and those around them, I just couldn’t keep it tucked in and away. It felt like I was doing it on purpose, felt like I was rebelling against society for a reason. The lack of feeling good about me was tragically enabling me to see the not-so-good in society. I was falling out of love. Irritated disappointed let down and angry. This was the most difficult part for me.

• I endlessly wondered if everything I did meant anything more than what it was at that very moment. I’m an impatient person. Always have been yet are so drastically trying to turn that weakness around. Its my Achilles heel. But as I became increasingly unstable throughout my 7 day experiment, the very things I was working hard on at that moment became reoccurring question marks as to why I was doing this at this very moment? Agitated and anxious I wanted immediate results instant gratification and satisfaction. If it wasn’t completed or tangible my interest waved. I lost focus I lost patience I was rapidly failing to see the importance in even the smallest steps I was making/taking moving me steadily along my way. The seconds minutes hours and days I was putting in where consistently bombarding me with questions of why.

And so the 7 days came to an end. The experiment was over. I saw and began to experience what meant the most and least to me in my life right now. This isn’t a self pity plea, this experiment was merely a much needed self reflection in order to better understand what it is that I want in order to give the right Mark to this world. A better life and society starts with us, it then trickles and ripples out into our world. If I could see right in front of me that in which I wouldn’t want to be or do, don’t you think that would be the right starting point to living and giving a life of the true you? Like I’ve mentioned before on my blog, sometimes you’ve gotta hit rock bottom before you begin the rise to the top. Sometimes, although not so apparent at the start, pausing then full blown stopping reflecting searching and researching may be the sanest thing to do in order to find the real you. The person that wants to be and could be with a little change of routine intentionally, something different from where you are right now, something refocused recharged ready to deliver a remarkable wow.

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So I Experimented On Myself. Part I

September 29, 2008 at 6:33 pm · Filed under September 2008

Think of everything in which you do, which you really like, love, enjoy and are excited about. Think about the thoughts that make you feel good, the emotions and feelings that happily make you shout. Now take away those things for just one week maybe two then let me know how you feel during and at the end, the ultimate result be honest and true. What did you miss what did you miss the most? What were the things you could live and do without and those that without you’re simply toast? The simple things, the things that no amount of money could ever claim to cure, the real deal shit in your life that makes you who you are unedited and pure. Deprive yourself for a short time what makes you uniquely go about your way, deprive yourself the stuff that keeps you ticking that may be taken for granted almost any given day. That’s what I did. I did it for one week. I stopped doing the things in which I loved, the things that made me me. I experimented on myself. I did so so I could find out what I really truly deep down inside and on the outside can’t live without no matter what and what I thought I may have loved but must have been fooling myself and the world in the process. I did it to get a better idea of who I am, what I want, what I can give, how the world can better benefit from me being all of who I’m supposed to be. Not some robot or clone going about my everyday as if I was alone. Cause there’s a world out there one that needs me one that can profit and expand greater if I’m being authentically t-r-u-e.

This is what I took away and how I felt along the way.

• Stopped working out. I stopped going to the gym nice bright and early in the morning. I refrained from even going for a light jog. I felt like a slug. I felt lethargic and my mood was the exact opposite of elevated. When I restarted working out, I immediately resumed with a quick run around the neighborhood, if only you could understand how good how great that made me feel.

• Stopped reading the best Blogs in which I normally read everyday. Words that’s all it is and yet for some reason those writers those words those messages in which I read for no more than 60 minutes per day, when cut out entirely made me feel distance sour slow in so many ways. The words I read enable me to write wiser interact intelligently love better speak smarter think deeper and move sharper.

• I stopped playing the music in which moved me to a higher beat. I cut out everything that I’ve ever had any personal attachment to musically. From hip hop to house to classical. Everything and anything that I personally love I nixed. Its like my groove supply was cut off. As I drove I played nothing, as I sat at my desk working there was utter silence. God how I never knew how powerful music is.

• I substituted good sleep and exercise for stimulants and booze. Caffeine and some wine helped get through the times. Because of my lack of physical activity, my energy levels were depleted and running low – caffeine became my best friend. Add to this negatively I’m caffeine sensitive. Depriving myself of doing and being the things that I love, booze came into the fray as an escape. Not over the edge drinking, but a nightly nightcap or a cocktail after work pick me up. It was a vicious cycle. Stimulants and booze, a pick me up, a bring me down, a never ending head to head battle.

• Stopped writing. This killed me. My Blog is for you I write for you. Sure I utilize my Blog as a place where I get to share my thoughts ideas message, but I also use this Blog as a way to communicate with and hopefully inspire others. It’s the launch pad to my book, it’s the platform to what could be what I’m hoping will be, successfully. Everybody has something something special and dear in which without they live in detrimental fear, fear that without they’re nowhere near all they could be. This is what my Blog is to me, its what fuels me consistently to something greater and bigger each and every day.

There’s more to come. Part II is tomorrow. Tomorrow I’m gonna share with you the rest of the things I cut out of my life for 7 days, how I felt along the way and what I learnt from it all in the end.

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Dreams Love Action

September 23, 2008 at 6:36 pm · Filed under September 2008

I dream a great deal. I wish, I hope, I eventually move when its something damn strong that I feel. And then sometimes I don’t. Sometimes I neglect, I silence, I ignore my invaluable dreams. I take for granted how they make me beam, pushin’ ‘em aside leaving them somewhere in between. Between hope and reality. What could become. What could change my life and the world for the better. Why do I choose to push aside my dreams, why am I so lazy, so forgetful, so scared; do I believe, am I passionate, do I even really care? I do. I care if I make it there. My dreams are my fuel, my window to what could be. They’re the pre-game show to the reality I envision; my thoughts, my ideas, my wishin’, my mission. They jolt me up in the morning they stir me alright all night. A dream could pop up in my mind at any given time, lighting up that big bright light. The next big thing only I can sing, my tune, my track; taking that dream, moving it so far forward and never looking back.

The reason I’ve written what I wrote today, is that lately my dreams have been getting the better of me, in every single possible way. If I don’t do something with at least one of ‘ em right now, I’ll go insane, I’ll lose my mind, I’ll ultimately continue wasting my time. Cause sometimes you just know, know when its your time to create the show. Call the shots, pull the strings, actively ignite that dream/those dreams you left somewhere in between. Bring ‘em to life, call them out, understand that a world worth living is a life you choose to do something about. Whether it be a dream that’s laid dormant most of your life, or a dream that was nothing but a mere thought that sprung loose two days ago, but feels so obsessively damn right. Dreams love action they lose steam and die when untouched, touch your dreams often and much and experience the journey in bringing them to life, so that everyone can watch.

Every superstar you know of started out with a thought, an idea and a never ending dream. It was something that moved in their mind when they were awake, sleepwalking, passed out; it never left their soul, what did it all mean? It didn’t matter it just had to come out. And so eventually with rhyme and/or reason it did, loud and proud, it wasn’t a whisper, it was an echoing shout. It’s what they were meant to do, do with their time here on earth. Unfortunately not everyone answers that call/or calling, the reason they were granted their birth. Some live large, some live small, for some building a skyscraper is the absolute rush, for others its shopping the mall. No one is right, to each his or her own. You can lie to and fool the world out there for quite long, but eventually lying to yourself inside will detrimentally wear you down. It’s the polar opposite of living the right life, getting to wear the rightfully deserved king or queen’s crown. Its that desire that passion burning deep from within, its that never ending nagging that keeps drilling you to begin. Begin to act on your dreams and live your real life, the one life you’ve got to live, doing everything you think and hope for and making it all right.

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Kanye West Makes Shift Happen

September 21, 2008 at 6:37 pm · Filed under September 2008 ·Tagged , , , , , , ,

Kanye West – Love Lockdown track

The man/the enigma, makes my mind move. He makes my soul rumble. His words/his music, to me, are what radically move me. His latest track is no different. But at the same time it altogether is. Love Lockdown is not a rap song, its not a musical production gone entirely wrong either. Its just a taste of remarkably special things to come from Mr. West; a sampler, a tester, a feeler. He closed this year’s MTV Video Music Awards with its debut. He shut down and launched all at the same time. This time he did it his own way, omitting to rap or rhyme. He sang from the heart and soul on a level in which I thought I’d seen its plateau back here in May/in Montreal, at his sold out out-of-this-world concert-of-a-lifetime performance. Since then, I’ve snapped out of being so naïve and realized that this is, how this man performs. Its what he is. He’ll keep pushin’ that envelope hard, he’ll continue to create creatively/courageously/contagiously. He’ll bring music to a level none of us ever knew existed. Believe it or not, it will happen. The great ones always ensure that’s how it all goes down. Kanye wants to make shift happen.

In a world of violence, and words and visuals of whacked out priorities and principles, Kanye West spins it differently, most of the time, stuff you actually care and crave to hear about in his rhyme. To me, Mr. West goes against what is traditionally accepted/expected/celebrated. He inspires me. Music had become redundantly dull in the last little while, until Kanye kept being Kanye. He’ll eventually get to the point where that block of stone will be so chipped away at, we’ll experience all of what he’s truly meant to expose to this world. I believe the best has yet to come. And so the shift begins.

We need more shifters. People who are willing to be so true to themselves/so true to the people, so true to their thoughts and ideas and feelings and emotions, that they enable their vision of a different/better world to come to light. Bright lights. Flashing lights. Insightful lights. Shining stars burning so bright enabling the entire world to see their world clearer. Agree with me or not, Kanye could rap about nothing but killing; he could rap endlessly about women, sex, drugs and cash. He may include tidbits here and there from some of those categories, but overall, he’d rather rap/preach change. And so the shift continues. A man with a mic, talent, skill, passion and a vision. A desire to be bigger than U2, bigger than Madonna, bigger than all of the best of the very best put together. Those were his very words at the Montreal show. I lie not. He wants to be the biggest. For I’m sure he strongly believes, the biggest get heard. Call it an outrageous goal, a selfish, self-centered quest. I call it an ambitiously high responsibility to provide and encourage nothing but the best. If his words inspire others the way they inspire me, perhaps down the line, others will follow and Kanye West will align with the words “that man made history”. And along the way, like many before his time, he’ll do it his way and won’t stop. He’ll move and he’ll shake and he’ll shift until he drops.

The man makes shift happen.

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Smarter Than I

September 18, 2008 at 6:42 pm · Filed under September 2008

There’ll always be, someone smarter than me. Yes its true, same goes for you. Life’s just like that. You think you’ve seen it all, you think you’ve heard and experienced the world. The reality is, you haven’t learnt nothing yet my man, nothing yet my girl. This planet moves way too fast, for you to ever believe that what you just listened to or read, will be the definite last. And that’s what I love about life, that’s what fuels my love affair with our world. The very fact that no matter where I go, I won’t be the only person to know, everything there is to know. Whether it be this or that, someone will outsmart me, and that to me, is living intelligently. Understanding that as you go, you’ll grow. You’ll listen, you’ll see, what you need in order to be, be someone smarter than you were yesterday, but never the smartest, cause life just won’t let it be that way.

Its been said that in order to live life big, we need to stand on the shoulders of giants. That’s awesome. I’m game. I’ll be the first to sign up my name. Mentors and teachers in my life have enabled me to live and lead a better life. Those who have blazed the trail before us, did so in order to educate us. They did what they did in the name of something more; it was a thought, a burning desire, undying persistence galore. What they did, what they achieved will one day be surpassed. That’s just life, that’s just the way it goes. Nobody fully knows until one comes to terms, that if they open their mind and soul, they’ll continue to learn. Realize that someone out there is smarter than you, someone who can inspire and educate true. Provide you with what you need, to eventually blaze a path of your own, but a path that may have not been fully possible, had you closed your mind to what they had to show.

I love the fact that there’s a world of people out there smarter than I. It’s a world of possibilities in which I can learn from and do something with, igniting me to ultimately go out and try. Whether it be writing or selling, painting or weightlifting – we live in a world with such an abundance of insightful resources, there’s no way we should ever stall to grow. Its just not possible it aint real. The only time we stop and drop is when we fool ourselves and feel, that we’ve already seen everything we need to see, every word, every reel.

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2 Ways To Look At “You Never Know”

September 17, 2008 at 6:42 pm · Filed under September 2008 ·Tagged , , , ,

 

You never know. You never know if there’ll be a recession, a flood, a fire, a hurricane. You never know if illness could strike, bankruptcy, death, heartbreak. You never know if there’ll be war in our own backyard, if we’ll be robbed, held up or held against our will. You never know. Or you may never need to. I’d rather focus on the other Ya Never Know, the one that focuses more so on the possibility of the impossible, or so they say, the nah it cant be done, but shit Ya Never Know, I’m gonna do it anyway. That’s the You Never Know I’d rather know. The one with a twist of positivity to it.

 

I remember a while back attending a Power Within event here in Montreal, entertained to the nines by the ever insightful and extremely hilarious speaker Loretta LaRoche. Her pitch/message that day was, You Never Know – and the twist she threw on it was, you’re right, you never do know, so why keep worrying about. Live for F-sakes. It opened my eyes wiiiiiidddddeeeeee. Why was I consistently worrying at the time, about things I never had proof would ever finish off my life rhyme. Things I either was simply assuming and speculating on. Things that blocked me from thinking right, instead propelling me to storm inside my brain wrong. It was endless needless worrying and stress, created by what I allowed inside my dome. It was the kinda shit that prevented me from leaving with confidence my own home. So I morphed that mofo and put a positive spin on its ass – I ensured that moving forward the grass would always be green on my Ya Never Know. I would always pass go knowing that this was my show, and that my thoughts were what ultimately allowed me to perform strong, or sadly prevent me from ever singing my true song. 

 

 

So I chose You Never Know as the hope that my dreams, ambitions and vision would launch me to grow. I put my worries and stress to rest and stood on the shoulders of the opportunity to impress. Achieve what some say you cant do or that in which cant be done. The right way to think that infuses you with energy, strength, intelligence and fun. You Never Know what you’re gonna get yeah sure, but last time I checked, its pure to go against the norm, the status quo. Squash your worries, build big on your dreams. Nothing happens overnight, and nothing ever truly is what it seems. What looks bad, may really be not. But what looks impossible, may be nothing but a star you can reach out to, if you give it your best shot. You live, you learn, and everything in between. If you had the choice to dream the right thoughts or wrong, which one would you rather choose to lean on? 

 

You Never Know. 2 ways to look at it, 2 ways to think. 1 way to live.

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I Like Your Style Man. I Love Your Style Lady.

September 15, 2008 at 6:45 pm · Filed under September 2008 ·Tagged , , ,

Funny thing happened over the course of this weekend. As I was in Toronto taking part in/workin’ hard our industry’s largest tradeshow/showcase for natural health products and supplements (check out the CHFA website), I witnessed first hand what people want to walk away with after genuinely meeting/interacting/conversing with another human being. They don’t wanna hear the generic/cookie cutter well wishes, they don’t want to leave that space with the same old empty handshake and half hearted “nice speaking with you, let’s keep in touch”. They want to walk away with the feeling that you were enthralled in what they had to say, they want to be equally enlightened with what you had to share, they want to feel like the words you both just spoke, meant something to both of you. But before they walk away, they want a parting gift. Something that tells ‘em how much you care for what you both just shared. Something that warms their soul enabling them to walk away on air. Something simple. Something cool.

So like I said, I witnessed what it took, what it took/what was said, in order for another to feel simply-special. Here goes. “I like your style man”. That’s it, that’s all. Nothing more, nothing less. The value added to the interaction that just took place was increased tenfold by tenfold. By saying these simple words, I LIKE YOUR STYLE MAN. Or, for when dealing with a charming woman out there, I LOVE YOUR STYLE LADY.

So what hardcore facts/proof do I have from what I witnessed first-hand that enticed me to write this Blog posting here today? The gentleman who founded/owns the company in whom I work for, was floored this past weekend, I was there to witness, when a young potential customer visited our exhibit. As the 15/20 minute conversation came to a close, the young chap looked at my boss, and with nothing less than pure and real genuine honesty, said, “man, I like your style.” Shook his hand and walked away. My boss then turned to me and said, “Wow, all my years in business, and no one’s ever closed off a meeting with those words”. It impressed him to no end. You could see he felt good. Real good. He was flattered and infused with energy all in one shot. That young man who shared his honest opinion of the veteran entrepreneur, walked away leaving a parting gift that won’t soon be forgotten by the receiving end. My boss IS a cool dude. A very remarkable human being. He aint my boss, he’s a partner. Guess that aspiring entrepreneur saw that in him too. As a result, he genuinely spoke his mind. Like I said, its gotta be genuine. If you don’t mean it, don’t say it. If you sincerely/deep down do, let it out/yell it out. Life’s too short, better to give someone flowers while they can still smell ‘em.

I like your style man. Love your style lady. How simple. How successful.

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Confidence Killers, And The Elixir To Bring It All Back

September 9, 2008 at 6:51 pm · Filed under September 2008 ·Tagged ,

Why don’t we all walk the world all the time feeling smart, strong, sexy, important? What are the bits and pieces of negativity/self doubt in which are chipping away at our body, our soul, our core? What’s moving/beating us down to think so little of ourselves? What kills our confidence? What lowers even lower our self esteem? I’ve asked myself this slew of questions time and time again, but I’ve never quite come up with one straight answer/one solid explanation. The truth is somedays we feel like a million, other times less than a dime.

So what can I do/what can you do to block out these confidence killers? What could/would be a potential recipe for forming some sort of a force field of a shield around us? I’d like to think it was simply that simple. But its not. The reality is it starts from within. No matter how many times we’ve looked in the mirror and didn’t like what we saw, or how many times the external noise killed our high spirits in their tracks – we have to begin to rebuild from within. The world is the way it is, if we want our word to change, we must only look to ourselves/look inside in order to find/make that change. I didn’t write those words, heck I think Gandhi did. But I do believe ‘em immensely. You could yell at me all day, tell me I look overweight, make fun of my hair, insult my intelligence – the only thing that’s gonna block ‘em out, is doing everything in your ultimate power to confidently know, that what you’ve done and are continuing to do, is giving it everything you have. What I mean by this – living right/doing right and vice versa. We all have a voice inside our head, inside our soul. Its that voice that tells us which partner we should choose, the sensible foods to consume, the activities we should be taking part in for optimal health. It’s the booming voice telling us we should be studying, we should stop smoking, stop drinking. Its that voice that keeps nagging us, reminding us that we could/should be cleaning up our act. Are you listening? Have you answered?

I remember Michael Jordan once saying in one of his books, if I miss that final buzzer beater shot to win the game, what can I do? As long as I know I’ve done everything in my power leading up to that point, that inevitably got me to that point, I can walk away with my head held high. Might not have been his exact words, but I’m pretty damn close. And that right there is what I believe builds confidence. Its doing everything right up until that point, that gets you to that point. And then continuing on. If you make it, great. If you don’t, keep working. If you’re having a hard time meeting someone, perhaps your lack of confidence is what’s repelling any potential studs or beauties in your life. Sometimes slacking off at the office is what’s hurting your meetings with your customers. Trouble with the family may be a direct result that you’re not making them number one. Short on spending time with the kids/with your wife, showing an interest in them, may be exactly what’s tarnishing your relationship with them/their outlook on you and your outlook on them. Sad aint it?

I’m not saying this is easy. If it were, we’d have a planet full of all-stars and superheroes. I’m saying that the elixir of confidence, starts from within. Its doing the right things, consistently, that brings forth the best attitudes and remarkably the best results. Its like anything in life. Think it, believe in it, work it and keep at it – you’re bound to build something worth talking about. Now build that confidence and let it shine.

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30 Is The New 20

September 9, 2008 at 6:46 pm · Filed under September 2008

I’ve been hearing a lot of this lately. Great timing and music to my ears, I’m 29 flirting with 30. I don’t feel 30, I don’t act 30, heck I don’t even know what a 30 year old is supposed to act or feel like. What I do feel are the pressures of life getting heavier. Its time to get serious, time is up on irresponsibility. I’m no longer a teen, done with my early 20’s and several years past the mid point of that special decade of the 2-0’s. I’ve got one foot on 29, the other about to step over the edge into the adult-hood. I’m no longer just some kid. Man I’m gonna be thirty. Time to get real, time to get dirty. Dirty how?How’s this new number in my life gonna change me? Will it even? Will I take these two digits and use them as an excuse to call it a day and live on in complacency, or will I grab them mofo’s by the horns and ride ‘em for all they’re worth? Reinvest in myself. Reinvent myself. I’ve thought about it a great deal this past year – and I’ve come to the ultimate conclusion that I’m gonna do nothing but run wild with the latter. I mean shit, age aint nothing but a number right? I can look at my numerical age and see it as a detrimental reality, or I can get uber unrealistic and use it to my advantage. Get creative, be productive – I can take those dreams and ambitious I’ve shelved for so long, and spin ‘em into something magical. 30 or not.
I am completely aware and fully understand that it will yes, be my birthday, another year older, but another day wiser. Right? Another day along this remarkable journey dubbed life. I can look at it as the turning point on my own timeline, a moment in my brief history where I finally found myself, began to renew myself and radically rejuvenated myself. 30 aint nothin’ but a 3 and a 0 slapped together. Although I’ve still got another 6 months on the calendar before I hit the big number, I couldn’t help but reflect on where I’m at, especially with my fiancée’s birthday being tomorrow. She’ll be 25. I guess that’s what happens when your partner for life and the great majority of your friends are younger than you. Man if I could only turn back the clock, what I’d do if I were in their shoes, had their time with my experience and knowledge. I can then fast forward to my friends older than I. Those I simply hang out with or those in whom I regularly look up to for advice. Maybe the way I see my mentors is at times, throwing me off. Their established lives, their solid business, careers, income. Their experience, knowledge, stories. Their marriage, kids, family, friends. Man I wish I had that now. Or perhaps they look at me the same way I look at my younger crowd?

Is 30 the age of limbo? Am I once again stuck somewhere in the middle? Is this the real middle? Or is this just the beginning? Am I much wiser now that I can lend with authority and respect, a helping hand to those younger than me, or am I still naïve to the harsher ways of the world, the world in which those somewhat a tad older than I, have experienced and dealt with? Am I wiser now, more sensible and alert, prepared to take their advice and use it wisely? If 30 is the new 20, I’ve never felt better. If its not, well screw it, I’ve still never felt better.

Here’s to another 30.

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Too Much Thinkin’

September 5, 2008 at 6:52 pm · Filed under September 2008 ·Tagged , ,

 

I was off my game recently. Way off. The writing wasn’t crisp, the morning workouts in the gym not as effective. Business was messy, my jogging clumsy, heck even my eating habits weren’t all copasetic. The problem, my problem, was that I was thinking way too much. I was reading too far deep into everything I was doing. In fact and here’s the irony, I wasn’t actually doing, at least not doing it right or well. I was simply thinking too much which led to unnatural productivity. I wasn’t being me. I was thinking hard on way too many aspects, too many details. I was clouding my own mind with a smokescreen of illusions, impairing my personality, my character, my judgement. I was off kilter, off balance. See I now agree, there’s a complete difference between focus and too much thinkin’.

 

When I’m focused, I’m in the zone. When I’m thinking too far into something, I’m blockin’ off all natural ability to perform the way only I can perform. Its like a musician up on stage, an athlete on the powerplay or a movie star in a die hard action scene. A sales superstar killing in on the close, a doctor in the ER, a politician in front of congress. Sooner or later, you gotta let you, all of the natural you, take over. Focus hard hell yeah, but don’t block off all natural skill and talent by reading too deep into your own thoughts. Its great to sit and ponder, think about the next step, the next move – but sometimes, too much thinking blocks off the anticipated act of doing. Some people just go with the flow more naturally than others. For some, its dissect it before you erect it. Weigh out all the pros and cons before you move forward. I tend to do that at times, but the majority of the time I just go. Not always the best outcome becomes of it, but I will tell you this, its me doing me. Its me being real with me, honest with my instincts.

 

And where it hit me hard this past week was in my writing. I would sit down at that damn laptop of mine, look, stare, ponder, think, think again and oh yeah, I’d think some more. The evening hours would pass by. One sentence, maybe two, I’d then look at the clock and be like oh my God! I haven’t done squat. I’ve just set up a wall in my mind that’s left me unable to produce. Not just incapable of producing something worthy, but the capability of producing anything at all. Can you imagine that? I couldn’t then, but I sure as hell do now. I’ve thought about it, how ironic, and realized, that if I’m not doing what I just do, then I’m not doing what I’m supposed to. Think about that, but not for too long. When you’re speaking your mind, writing your mind, loving with your soul, working with your heart into it, you’re being you. You’re thinking less and doing more. Giving something real back to this world galore.

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