Infinitely Magnetic

When we mentally give a person, place, or point in time more credit than ourselves, we then create a fictitious ceiling, a restriction, over the expectations we have of our own performance in that moment. We get tense, we focus on the outcome instead of the activity, and we miss the doing of the deed. We either think the world depends on the result, or it’s too good to be true. But it doesn’t, and it isn’t, and it’s not our right to believe it does or is.

Don’t create imaginary constraints. A leading role, a blue ribbon, a winning score, a great idea, the love of our life, euphoric bliss, who are we to think we don’t deserve these fortunes when they are in our grasp? Who are we to think we haven’t earned them?

If we stay in process, within ourselves, in the joy of the doing, we will never choke at the finish line. Why? Because we aren’t thinking of the finish line, we’re not looking at the clock, we’re not watching ourselves on the Jumbotron performing. We are performing in real time, where the approach is the destination, and there is no goal line because we are never finished.

The arrow doesn’t seek the target, the target draws the arrow

We must be aware of what we attract in life, because it is no accident or coincidence.

The spider waits in its web for dinner to come.

Yes, we must chase what we want, seek it out, cast our lines in the water, but sometimes we don’t need to make things happen.

Our souls are infinitely magnetic.

Places are like people. They each have a particular identity. In all my travels around the globe, I’ve written in my journal about the culture of a place, its identity. If a place and a people move me, I’ll write them a love letter.

Friends

While we’re here,

Where we believe more than know,

We enjoy succeeding,

We don’t have to look over our shoulders

When we keep our own counsel,

Writing our book,

The star of our story,

Traveling toward immortal finish lines,

Where we make friends

With ourselves.

 

Draw blood

I came here alone to write.

I knew blood would be drawn.

It was.

My heart pumped more through my veins than ever before.

I’ve always believed that the science of satisfaction is about learning when, and how, to get a handle on the challenges we face in life. When you can design your own weather, blow in the breeze. When you’re stuck in the storm, pray for good luck and make the best of it. We all have scars, we’ll get more. So rather than struggle against time and waste it, let’s dance with time and redeem it, because we don’t live longer when we try not to die, we live longer when we’re too busy livin.

As I’ve navigated the weather in my own life, getting relative with the inevitable has been a key to my success.

Relatively, we are livin. Life is our resume. It is our story to tell, and the choices we make write the chapters. Can we live in a way where we look forward to looking back?

Inevitably, we are going to die. Our eulogy, our story, will be told by others and forever introduce us when we are gone.

The soul Objective. Begin with the end in mind.

What’s your story?

This is mine so far.

GREENLIGHTS.

Here’s to catching more of them.

Just keep livin.

 

Matthew McConaughey