Dear doubt

Disney Custodial water brush characters
Last night’s “Day 7” of Disney Leadership book writing happened in Tomorrowland, but i stopped to watch.

 

Disney Peoplemover
Last night.

 

Dear doubt,

You suck.

On a positive note, i believe you exist to give us motivation to overcome obstacles.

PS. Sorry for the harsh language at the top, but your existence is really hard to justify.

 

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Dear inspiration

Walt Disney World northern Cast Member entrance
Yesterday during a run.

 

Dear inspiration,

Thank you for being everywhere i look.

And thank you for inspiring like you mean it.

 

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Dear laughter

stormy weather in side view mirror
At traffic light last night on way to school.

 

Stormy Orlando weather
While he was at Cross Country practice, i went to Magic Kingdom for day 5.

 

Dear laughter,

You know what’s funny?

Of course you do, you’re laughter for crying out loud.

Kids laugh at literally everything.

Adults, at least me anyway, often get caught up in the responsibility of business and only laugh half the time we used to.

Ah, the good old days.

 

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Dear writing

Disney leadership author jeff noel
Leaving Magic Kingdom last night at 8pm.

 

Dear writing,

i love you.

i can’t imagine life without you.

Seriously.

i can’t imagine.

Seven and one-half years ago (and 13k+ posts) i was seduced into thinking that writing five daily, differently-themed blog posts would change my life.

It did, but not for the reason that got me started.

i began because i was desperately trying to figure out how to write that book to our child – the book i had promised to write 30 years prior – for which the first sentence was still to be written.

It was supposed to be a 100-day, self-imposed writer’s bootcamp to gain practice for writing a book.

And you, dear writing, you had another plan.

On day 101, with no commitment nor obligation to continue writing five daily, differently-themed posts, i continued anyway.

It’s been 2,723 days consecutive days.

#Impossible

 

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Dear Risk

Raft on Hidden Lake
i can work from here if i want. Photo: Glacier National Park.

 

Dear Risk,

i know you mean well, but you scare me half to death sometimes. And other times you are simply a bully. i hate you…and i love you.

On my office wall hangs a Hugh MacLeod art piece that says:

I’m not delusional, I’m an entrepreneur.

Literally, my mantra since 2008 has been “Burn the ships”.

Thank you for being there to tempt me to leave a 30-year career at Walt Disney World in exchange for a freedom (and accompanying risk).

Few experience this freedom.

The price i paid for it is this:  a probable failure that comes with the territory, for somewhere north of 80-90% who try.

i knew that before committing to take the risk.

It was super scary.

What if i fail?

 

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