What does the voice inside your head say to you? I’m not talking about that “still, small voice,” but rather that loud and seemingly inescapable one, the one that calls for your attention despite your best efforts to ignore it. (If you’re asking yourself, “What voice is she talking about,” the voice that just asked you that question is precisely the one I’m talking about.)
I was listening to a radio interview earlier this week in which the woman being interviewed, "Susie,” was describing a moment from her childhood when she, and a bunch of other girls, attended a slumber party at a friend’s ("Janie's") house.
If we can all be successful, have abundant wealth, and create and live our dreams, why do some of us achieve it and others don’t? Besides, we all want the same things, don’t we? I have yet to meet a person who has said that they don’t want to be successful, they don’t want to have a lot of money in their bank account, they don’t want to be in a satisfying and meaningful relationship, they don't want to be healthy, they don’t want to realize their dreams.
If ever there was a creative genius (and there were many), Michelangelo is surely a name that comes to mind. After all, he created one of the world’s greatest fresco paintings (the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel), one of the world’s architectural wonders (the dome of St. Peter’s Basilica), and many of the world’s greatest sculptures (David and the Pieta).
Remember those four words you dreaded every night as a kid, say around 8:00 or 9:00 p.m.? “It’s time for bed!” And you likely kicked and screamed as you pleaded for “just a few more minutes” because the thought of missing out on something felt awful. We felt sure the world would come alive the moment we were whisked away to our bedroom and we simply didn’t want to miss a moment of life.
It’s an odd question, in a way, isn’t it? On the one hand, we want the people in our lives to be happy (or so we say); on the other hand, we become somewhat jealous, perhaps envious, and maybe even a tad bit resentful when we see them being bubbly and joyful.
I once read that we are each the sum total of the five people with whom we spend the most time. If you’re like me, you’re taking an instant inventory of those people and wondering if this statement is actually true.
Where is it in life that you’re looking to arrive? You know, that place you feel sure will make all the difference once you get there, that very same place that tells you (and the world, for that matter), that you’ve made it?
Last weekend, I spent a fair amount of time unpacking boxes that have been taking-up space and collecting dust in my basement for (I don’t even want to admit how many) years. While I’m committed to eliminating the expense of moving them yet again, I’ve also become increasingly curious as to the hidden treasures inside each and every one of those boxes. (Approaching this project as a bit of a treasure hunt made it a bit more palpable.)
Unless you’re a pilot, assessing your landing may not make a whole lot of sense. And while it may not make sense, or matter in terms of aerospace (unless you’re a passenger, of course), landings actually do matter in terms of human space.