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Monday, May 22, 2017

Who is the Hero in Your Story?



There is a war going on inside of each of us. It's the battle between who we think we are supposed to be and who we want to be.

I'm not gonna go all Freud on you, but there are all sorts of factors that influence the war that rages inside.

It can be all consuming.

We're on a journey and last week someone suggested to me that journey was A Heroes Journey.

I like that.

I like it because in that journey I am the main character. It's my fight, it's my battle.

I am the hero in my journey, a journey that began at my birth.





It's our journey.

I don't have a silver bullet. (I wish I did!)

I've come to believe that simply realizing some days are a battlefield, is reassurance enough.

Realizing it is journey unique only to me and me alone and only I can over come those obstacles gives it a very special feeling.

It's okay

I'm my hero.

And you are yours.

The war with ourselves - It's one we are gonna win. Of that I am sure.

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Tuesday, May 16, 2017

it starts with me or "haters gonna hate anyway."


I had a few minutes after lunch today so I was scrolling through on of my social media apps. Someone had shared a picture of themselves after a year of  intense fitness training. You could tell from the photo that they worked hard to get there. 

The comments on the photo were anything but positive or complimentary. Some called it  grotesque, others questioned gender or sexuality.......... Okay, you get my drift here, right?

That's social media in 2017. Sit behind a smart phone of tablet screen and be anonymously brave. 

You can always delete your post, ya know? 

Sigh. 

A few years back I shared a story in a posting. 

Two clients owed me some money they told me they couldn't pay me. 

Sorry John, it aint there.

I shared it with the world. and how sometimes those things are going to happen and it's how you handle the situation that matters.

Right?

I received one comment and it devastated me. 

In short, the person told me I was a fake, a fraud and a phony for even beginning to believe that I was anything close to being a business coach. I believe, no I know, they called me "a joke."

Ever had that feeling in the pit of your stomach. The one where the whole world saw you naked and it wasn't a pretty picture? You hear the whispers and the snickering and you can imagine yourself turning beet red?

I must have tried to respond a dozen different times but each answer was petty, hateful and spiteful. I didn't feel very good about anything I wrote. 

So I didn't. 

I just carried it inside for awhile and that's never good. 

A few weeks later a friend made a random comment

It's what they do.

Short of hurting other people, we have a right to cut our own swath through this world and yeah we are gonna stumble and sometimes even crash and burn. 

It's what we do after that matters.

It does not matter what anyone else thinks or believes. It only matter what that we believe in ourselves, our mission and our journey. 

We can't ask for support from anyone else until we give it to our self. 

So I sucked it up and moved on. 

It was a hard lesson to learn. 

It wasn't the first and I know it won't be the last.

It starts with me

And you.

Wednesday, May 3, 2017

4 Dead In Ohio


I rolled over in bed last night and looked at Joan. 

What's the date, today?

May 2, why? 

Thursday is the anniversary of Kent State

It is! How long has it been? 

May 4, 1970

Twenty-nine Ohio National guardsmen fired approximately 67 rounds over a period of 13 seconds, killing four students and wounding nine others, one of whom suffered permanent paralysis. 
Some of the students who were shot had been protesting. Other students who were shot had been walking nearby or observing the protest from a distance. All were unarmed.

Allison Krause 
Jeffrey Miller 
Sandra Scheuer 
William Knox Schroeder

What if you knew her
And found her dead on the ground
How can you run when you know?
Neil Young


So many have forgotten So many never knew. 

Did you know one of the four Sandra Scheuer  was shot in the neck with an M-1 rifle while walking between classes? The bullet severed her jugular vein and she died within five or six minutes from loss of blood. She was walking with one of her speech and hearing therapy students across the green. Caught in the gunfire, neither Sandra nor the young man had anything to do with the assembly of students on the green.

All four students were unarmed. None were over the age of 21. 

47 years later, as I write, the tears well up in my eyes. It made no damn sense then and it makes no damn sense now to kill someone who disagrees with you. All I can do is keep each of them in my heart. 

What if you knew her
And found her dead on the ground
How can you run when you know?
4 dead in Ohio.