6:16am Wednesday morning. And that there was always a fire burning in my chest, imploring me to rush on, to get up again, to fight on long after the battle was through. and was that not the point of life? To mindlessly press forward? To believe things would be better tomorrow, when 10,000 yesterday’s had proved it untrue? What was I supposed to do but to do it all over again?
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Healthier more fulfilling purpose
We start by going to school then grow out of that. Then we get jobs. But for most of us, by the time we are in our thirties we are looking for the next evolution in our lives. A healthier more fulfilling purpose that rekindles passion for life.
The pursuit of a healthy fulfilling purpose that rekindles passion for life
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Pursue a healthy fulfilling purpose that rekindles passion for life
A healthier, more fulfilling purpose that rekindles your passion for life
Score touchdowns
When a sale fell through I grew frustrated. I cursed the missed opportunity and fell into self pity.
I wondered how I could put so much passion into something and come up empty. The presupposition being I was giving maximum effort, doing everything right and just experiencing unwarranted bad luck. I even thought maybe my despondency might portend a lucky break on the horizon.
If my efforts are not producing results then it is up to me to change my approach. Blaming bad luck is no more acceptable than accepting failure.
In the end it is my job to score touchdowns, win enough games to make the playoffs, then win every playoff game through the championship. Bad luck, tough competition, blown calls, missed chances are nothing but excuses.
I cannot accept excuses in that scenario. I cannot accept excuses in any scenario.
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