Mid-Life and Henry David Thoreau?

Associate reverently, and as much as you can, with your loftiest thoughts.” — Henry David Thoreau

Anyone who falls into the temptation of thinking a mid-life crisis is the only path through our mid life journey, is missing, in my opinion, a huge mid-life opportunity to flourish, in a mid-lfe celebration.

Our thoughts about mid-life are really the ultimate factor in our attitude, and relative enjoyment of mid-life.

Personally, I feel a deep sense of thankfulness that I’ve reached mid life. Imagine the people you’ve known who never made it this far. What do you think they would have given to wake up this morning, and be presented with the challenge to see today as a mid-life crisis or a mid-life celebration?

I rest my case, your honor.

Carpe diem. 🙂

Mid-Life Crisis, Mid Life Crisis or MidLife Crisis?

Mid-Life Crisis, Mid Life Crisis or MidLife Crisis?

Spelling it differently doesn’t change it’s meaning, does it?

What do people mean when they say, “I’m having a mid-life crisis”?

Does it conjour up images of mid-life regret?

Does it conjour up images of mid-life opportunity?

Could all of this be reorganized or repackaged like this?:

Mid-Life Celebration, Mid Life Celebration or MidLife Celebration?

Again, the spelling doesn’t matter. What matters most is how we react to the phrases.

Now that’s the key to anything in life, our reaction.

Who knew life could be so simple?

PS. Simple doesn’t mean easy. Simple is just the thing, though, to help us keep it at the forefront of our thoughts. Because maybe then, we’ll actually do something positive.

Make it a GREAT day, because if you don’t, who will?

Live, before you die

Here’s a post written the other day. I was 35,000 feet in the air, and had just finished watching an inspirational movie, lent to me by a friend. Here goes:

02.26.09 35K feet

Are you a chicken?

When was the last time you put yourself on the line?

Seriously!

When?

Bet you’ve thought about it. Everybody does. It’s part of our human DNA. We all dream of doing something great, of putting ourselves on the line.

Here’s the deal.

If you’re like me, you’re insanely busy. You’re also incredibly distracted. And (again), if you’re like me, most likely, a “chicken”.

Please don’t get me wrong. Being afraid is a gift given to humans to help them survive.

It can also, unintentionally, be the very thing that suffocates us.

Suffocates us?

Yes. Suffocates us.

Huh?

We go through life, unaware the clock is ticking. We wake up one day, realizing we haven’t yet lived.

This scares the heck out of me.

Today, tomorrow, next week, all month, all year, next year, until I die – I vow to, “Live, before I die.”

May I be so bold as to challenge you? To Live, before you die!

Find a way to be inspired every single day.

I just watched “Saint Ralph”. A story about a 14-year old boy, attending an all-boys Catholic school in the early 1950’s. His Father was killed in a war. His mother on her death bed, although no one will admit it. It appears she’s battling cancer. She goes into a coma and Ralph, her son, hears a story about miracles.

Ralph becomes convinced that if he can perform a miracle, in this case winning the Boston Marathon, then that miracle will lead to the miracle of his Mother coming out of her coma.

Ralph was never really good at anything. He was always getting in trouble.

He digs down deep, loses Boston by one step, and becomes a hero.

All I can tell you (to wrap this up) is that I believe in business and at home, we get an incredible opportunity to make the world a better place.

Carpe diem, 🙂

Should you quote me?

Should you?

I think you should! Here goes:

“If your goal isn’t impossible, you’re not reaching high enough”.

Do what you want. That’s what we all do isn’t it? No one can make us do anything. We’re adults, right.

The advice I give to myself? “Live, before you die”.

Dude, once you die, you get no second chance. If you don’t understand this and act on it, who you gonna blame? Me? Like I have any control over you whatsoever.

Make it a great day, because if you don’t, who will?