Writing – Page 15 – Disney Leadership Keynote Speaker

Promises made equal promises broken

Midlife Celebration — A serious wakeup call may be the only hope we have of changing.

Imagine taking 30 years to fulfill a promise to ourselves (and our family).

That’s how long it took me.

The guilt would come and go until it literally it disappeared altogether.

Thank goodness for a serious midlife wakeup call.

Baby Boomers suffer from chronic self-bullying.

Lies.

Inspiring promises we made to ourselves but never kept. Never delivered on.

Imagine a rose bush full of wonderful buds, but for some reason, the buds never open. Ever.

The original promise was in 1979 as a college Junior. “i promise to write a book about the most important things in life, for my children”.

i never intended to become a prolific blogger. In fact, it was consistent failure (and not writing consistently) that led to a crazy, self-imposed writing challenge on April Fools Day 2009… write five differently-themed blogs (about balance) for 100 straight days.

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Embellishment and editorial license

Sally Hogshead Fascinate — Sally Hogshead, creator of “How to Fascinate”

What follows is my opinion from 15+ years of being on the inside listening and observing professional speakers and writers of all sorts.

Quite remarkable isn’t it?

All the advice on the web and in print. Anyone can publish anything.

Most of us aren’t writers. So we have no clue at a conscious level about embellishment and editorial license.

Embellishing is easy. And hard to disprove. So we believe everything we read.

But do these writers and speakers practice what they preach?

Rarely.

But there are a few.

Very rare.

PS. Posts like this come along occasionally because of their cathartic value.

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iNotice a lot of things

iNotice a lot of things.

And write about how they help or hinder us. Five daily blogs. Each one a different theme. Each one a critical component to balance.

Like the fact that we race to get started in the morning. We race to get to work. We race to do our work. Then we race home to do the evening routine.

We plan on slowing down and rearranging our priorities at some point.

We forget that we are in charge and need to create the “some point”.

Someday is not a day of the week, nor a future date on our calendar. Someday is a lie.

But we are too busy to notice.

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Will this day become memorable?

(photo: Not quite four, not quite 89. One learned to walk in the past couple years. For the other it’s impossible.)

A steady dose of, “Who cares?”

January 5, 2015. Will this day be remembered on April 15, 2015?

You know, the early morning part of saying goodbye to aging parents, the rental car return, the non-stop flight to Walt Disney World, the temperature change, the home inspection after being gone for 10 days?

Will the observations, conversations, fun, food, concerns, insights – will any of these matter in 100 days?

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No one cares about your 2191 consecutive days

(photo: The writing’s goal was to get some practice so a book – to the child above – could be written.)

No one cares about your 2191 consecutive days.

No problem.

Obviously if caring about what others did or thought was the driver, today wouldn’t mark the beginning of the seventh year.

Would have quit long ago. Might not have even made it to the original goal of 100 days.

You have come far when you can not remember the last time you complained abut something.

Coming to the realization that only one person grants permission is one of the journey’s greatest blessings.

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