it’s been crazy.
Today is Monday.
I had a dream last night that someone attacked me.
I woke up with my pillow in a lock. I couldn’t help but laugh.
I believed this was my cue to go back.
But maybe I’m wrong.
Maybe I just miss it
Maybe I still need time to think things over
Is this who I really am
Or is this just a game I am playing
Why do I love it?
How did I get here
where do I go
what am I doing
I feel lazy
I feel decadent
Maybe it is time to let go
But it has even creaked into my dreams
It has become such a memorable part of my life
It has leaked into who I am
It’s inspiring
It’s insightful
It’s influencing
It helps me understand so many things
It helps me explain so many things
It proves to me so many things
It’s like faith… you never reach your peak,
you always have more to learn, you always have room to grow… even the best can use improvement somewhere.
The metaphors are beautiful.
But why do I continue?
What makes me love it?
I have never been athletic. I haven’t really ever been good at anything besides being a workaholic. It teaches me that failure really is a lamp
post to achievement. It shines light on our mistakes so we can learn to discard them. It teaches me that falling is only one more lesson to show us how to get back up. It teaches me that I don’t have to change and be someone I’m not. I am who I am. I try to be something good, something better… but I don’t try to be someone else. It teaches me honor and respect and discipline and loyalty. It teaches me integrity and perseverance and enlightenment. It teaches me how to better understand my faith and my life and my foundation. It teaches me to be humble and meek. It gives me a group of people who surround me with common interests and insights. It makes me smile. It shows me that I am capable of more than I ever thought I could be physically. It’s an adrenaline rush. It creates positive goals. It give me hope.It has taught me:
That sometimes you have to set aside what you’ve already learned in order to learn something new.
That the basic things must continuously be relearned (when placed in a biblical perspective it also reigns true).
Shows me that discipline is like a carvers tool… something must be shaped before it can be refined and then perfected. (hmmm… kind of how God works in our lives?)
Respect others and gain their respect
Laughter is beautiful medicine
Go through the object
Appearance is nothing: don’t let your eyes blind you. Someone may look bigger or stronger or scarier but with confidence and calmness you can defeat anyone
Violence in the name of anger or spite is just plain stupid
You have to trust yourself (I’m still working on this one)
Breathe.
Don’t tense up.
Stretch daily.
Our body is a temple… take care of it.
Learn your weakness and use them as advantages
Being short isn’t so bad after all
You will never accomplish what you do not try
Your body is capable of WAY more than you could ever imagine
Everyone looks foolish at some point
The end justifies the means
Empty your mind, be formless, shapeless — like water. Now you put water
in a cup, it becomes the cup; You put water into a bottle it becomes
the bottle; You put it in a teapot it becomes the teapot. Water can
flow or it can crash. Be water, my friend.
There are ten million other things that I have learned and will continue to learn, It’s beautiful. These are just a couple that I can put into words in a very simple way. Believe me when I say many more of these lessons are too complex to write about. Someday I’ll share it with everyone I know. Now is not that time though
