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Midlife Pith?

Who Knew There Was So Much "Substance" To It?
Who Knew There Was So Much "Substance" To It?

Do you have Facebook Friends that post updates about how they:

  • Can’t wait for their week to be over
  • Are so glad their day is done
  • Life stinks

Ever wonder if there’s an antidote for this negative vibe?

With Thanksgiving a week away, the antidote ought to be obvious.

Literally, I can’t wait for the alarm clock to go off, for the chance to write five new pithy posts. Yep, five-a-day blogger, full of midlife pith.

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Our Son, A Guardian of Ga’Hoole

“Once upon a very long time ago, in the time of Glaux, there was an order of knightly owls, from a kingdom called Ga’Hoole, who would rise each night into the blackness and perform noble deeds.  They spoke no words but true words, their purpose was to right all wrongs, to make strong the weak, mend the broken, vanquish the proud, and make powerless those who abuse the frail.  With hearts sublime they would take flight —-“

In mentioning to a work colleague that I recently read the first (in a NY Times best seller series), Guardians of Ga’Hoole book, and how refreshing it was to not read a business or self-help book, she said her doctor commented that this is a tactic to help prevent Alzheimer’s disease.

While I had never heard this before it made me feel good.  How often do we, as mid life adults, hear something totally unsubstantiated and automatically believe it’s true?

The real reason I started reading Guardians of Ga’Hoole is to find common ground with our son (9). Perhaps that’s a good antidote against aging too.

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Mid Life Crisis Is When...

Mind, Body, Spirit, Money

Mind, Body, Spirit, Money.

The big four.

I’m committed to figuring out these four simple concepts, now that I’m into mid-life.

There came a certain mid-life crisis moment, not sure when, that I realized I better start living and quit waiting.

Didn’t want to be guilty of going through the motions, and then finding myself on my deathbed, saying, “I should have”.  Or, “I would have”.  Or even, “I could have”.

Shoulda, woulda, coulda.

Dangerous words. Poisonous words. Deadly words.

You know the antidote, right?

It’s two simple words.  You know this already, right?

I’ll tell you later…….carpe diem, jeff noel  🙂

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