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Name: Rob
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Interests: History. Golf. Economics. Surviving. Movies. Hiking (only in the mountains). Travel (when cash available...or water rising).
Expertise: Treading water.
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7/22/2004
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| So my buddy Richard, who owns a succesful (as in profitable) software company, gets the news and says, "call me so we can talk". Ah, he says, they were threatened by your presence...let me noodle this around and see the best way to plug you into my network. He only does this because he knows I work hard and product results - what's not to like.
And oh, good golfing buddy, how about I treat you to a round of golf, just like you had a real job anyway?
Great guy.
Second contact: the girlz I helped get set up as a promo/event company email me; want to talk about how I might help them succeed faster. Want to meet this week. Said I had already helped them a ton, and they would like/need more of that kind of assistance because they have so many things going on it is more than slightly nuts. And, they say, I rock!
Never knew such words of encouragement carried so much weight.
But they do.
A lesson I'll remember in whatever comes next. | | |
| So Jan asks me, "how am I doing today?" Innocent enough...except for the circumstances. Is she asking "are you ready to throw yourself off a cliff", or is it "are you as angry as I am today", or maybe it is "is your despair overflowing for all to see?"
A friend of ours emailed me this week with the insightful insight: "we are too old for this crap". Add in a few "so what's the deal, God, with this", shake gently (or violently as your mood dictates), and pour into your life and see what effect it has. A slight buzz, for sure, but of the kind that keeps you edgy, overly quick to react to what people say...or don't say.
Perhaps it has nothing to do with God in an interventionist or causal way. Pehaps it is the consequence of my own actions, uncalculated as they may have been. And perhaps God waits, wondering if the talents and brainpower He engineered within this now-bulky body will be put to use. Unleashed, so to speak. Perhaps to break decade old habits.
Will He keep waking me up early to get busy? Will he tweak my conscience to move from thoughts, ideas and conversation to action? Will the tools He sent my way be picked up and applied?
Once upon a time, I believed in the sanctity of inspiration...and moved from the far end of that continuum to embracing the idea that consistent application of fundamentals are the key. We attended a life-purpose seminar early in 2007. Inspiring, yes, but also with the knowledge that the only way to get on with living your purpose are those fundamentals - the daily steps forward.
So, how AM I today? Thinking of hope, thinking of what could be, and thinking of what needs to be. And listening for God's whispers or shouts, however He prefers to serve it up. | | |
| I've always been a big believer that attitude determines almost everything in this life. Attitude not only colors what comes out of you but it also acts as a filter for what gets IN. For someone as lazy as I am, attitude is easy to talk about to others and avoid personal application of such basic truths.
As is wont to happen to me (it IS all about me after all) it usually takes some kind of crisis to sneak attack my attitude. After all, I wold much rather golf, watch stocks move, read, listen to music - just about anything but actually work to make things better. Well, a sort of crisis hit today and sneaky as always, caught me off guard and I made a commitment to do something I had ignored for quite awhile. I knew the need was always there, but also knew the work - the cost - it would take to "git 'er done".
Now I am cooked. Made the commitment and I can already feel some new adrenaline released...ideas beginning to flow, not to mention the drive home got shorter. Golly, Ollie - was I wired this way or is it a learned thing? Ah, well, time will tell as the New Year dawns and Rob will be out there for all to see. Failure or success, it'll be obvious.
Coulda already been there and been done. But my "in" filter has been in negative selection mode. Reason "not to" instead of reasons "to". Now that "to" has broken through, I could be in big trouble. Now too many others are counting on me. What is up with THAT?
Now, where are those golf clubs? | | |
| Talked with my brother yesterday, sitting at a table under some Spanish oaks at a waterfront bar in Ponce Inlet and draining a cold one. Seems after 4 years or so, he's put himself back on track and is making enough money to keep the house and maybe salt something away. He's now a truck driver, getting better at it, and no time to spend money, only to drive that truck. From Georgia to Chicago out to NJ, back to Chicago, out to DeMoines then down to Georgia again via Chicago. Week after week - putting oh, about 20,000 miles a month on the truck.
Seems to be in good spirits after all this. And he is avoiding people. Which minimizes the stress, for sure. Makes me wonder sometimes - that idea about minimizing stress by avoiding people. There is a case to be made for being a borderline hermit.
But then, I look at the major events in our lives, and what I see is how empty those events - both good and bad - would be without the people involved that we call friends.
Most recently this came home with a surprisingly sharp knock at our daughter's wedding - well, our daughter's and son-in-law's wedding to be exact. We had several good friends bail on attending that event. And a three couples that showed up, with a serious appreciation for the event and for being with us for it. Now I had no idea how much their presence would mean to me, until there they were. And it was a positive jolt that still brings some mist to my dimming eyes. I'll always appreciate those people for helping to make a joyous occasion more joyous than I expected...simply by being there. | | |
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