Every moment is a brand new chance to reinvent yourself.
To redefine who you are.
Right now, you get a do-over. And you can do it over anyway you want to.
Our do-over button comes factory installed. And it’s always available to us. Especially when life isn’t going our way.
We can drop the things, thoughts, attitudes, people and beliefs that don’t serve our purpose.
We can change the rules of the game, or even the fucking game itself.
We can change the direction we’re headed, the people we walk with, and the tunes we jam along the way. (Gotta have some good tunes)
We can see life—and everything in it—from an entirely new angle. One full of possibilities.
Where before we only saw a wall, now we can see for miles.
If there’s something we wanna change all we need to do is take new actions… even if they scare us… even if they hurt.
That fear and pain is the kiln through which we’re forged into something greater.
Willingness to experience fear and pain are the keys to freedom.
Willingness to suffer the pain of loss.
Willingness to walk through fears that once paralyzed us.
Willingness to look our vulnerability in the eye and say to life “come at me with all you’ve fucking got.”
And we can do it now.
By doing the shit that scares us, our inner-hero can kill the coward that dwells within now. Chopping off it’s fucking head.
Our bullshitter can tell the truth now.
The person we hate most can be forgiven now. Even if that person is us.
Our problems can be seen as the opportunities they actually are… now.
We can drop that story we’ve been dragging around with us for years and be reborn into something brand new. Now.
Our entire life can change this very moment. No three day seminar or fucking life coach required.
All it takes is to turn in a new direction and start moving forward… now.
Just start moving forward. It all starts with one step.
As I was finishing up this post I got a Facebook message…
For years I’ve been trying to hunt down my old friend Chris Payne. He was my best friend when I was a kid.
I haven’t seen him since I was about 15 or 16 years old. Last I heard he’d moved back to Australia where he was originally from.
I think about the cray stuff we did all the time. We were little fucking maniacs me and that kid. Most 10 year-olds are. But we took it to a whole-nother level.
So recently, after years of trying to locate him I found his mom on Facebook and messaged her. She didn’t get back to me until just now. I was about to publish this post and saw her message come in. So I wanted to check it since I was excited to hear about how Chris was doing and how I could possibly get in touch with him so we could catch up.
She told me that even though he had so many great things going for him he had taken his own life in 2005.
This post is dedicated to Chris.
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