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Author: jeff noel
Retired Disney Institute Keynote Speaker and Prolific Blogger. Five daily, differently-themed personal blogs (about life's 5 big choices) on five interconnected sites.
Life is a gift…but it is not a dress rehearsal…live like you mean it…
epiphany… breakthrough… twin sons from different mothers… a gift to the world
Encountered Mickey and Minnie on the route to a Disney gift shop. Talk about a ‘gift’.
Ordinary gifts?
Yes.
What are ordinary gifts from your experience and perspective?
They arrive every single day.
Childlike curiosity, even though nearing 70.
Asking what i’d do “If Disney Ran My Life?”.
Answering, and implementing, what i’d do “If Disney Ran My Life?”.
The desire to prioritize my priorities.
The gift to try to live a life that is an example, not a warning.
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During the height of Covid-19’s stay at home order, Florida allowed outside exercise. Bicycling at WDW was perfect, logging 30 miles per day. WDW was a ghost-town. Closed to everyone except crazy locals like me that bicycled through it without seeing any vehicles. It was “wild”.
Why do you love the wild places?
From an early age, nature and all of Pennsylvania’s wild things, bugs, flowers, birds, creek critters, fish – all of it mesmerized me.
Still mesmerized. In my yard. In our community. In our Country. In Glacier, especially, and intimately.
Dan Fogelberg’s song, The Wild Places, entire lyrics:
“I was walking alone through the lofty San Juans With a heart full of light And a head full of songs I was thinking of time And how much it will cost To recapture the souls That we surely have lost
In the cities and towns There are millions who dream But the traffic’s so loud That you can’t hear them scream There’s a heaven on earth That so few ever find Though the map’s in your soul And the road’s in your mind
So many mountains before us So many rivers to cross Where is the wisdom to bring Back the vision we’ve lost
Can we gaze with wonder of children Into the deafening night Has it gotten so dark That we cannot remember the light?
When you sleep on the ground With the stars in your face You can feel the full length Of the beauty and grace In the wild places man Is an unwelcome guest But it’s here than I’m found And it’s here I feel blessed”
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Charlie, EJ, and Chapin (at EJ’s birthday party at his pool, 2005). What kid isn’t into life for the fun of it all?
Family epiphany?
Yes.
No one lives forever.
Life is a great big mystery contradicted by the big three:
science
dogma
religion
i’m not here for a long time, and i’m ready to be here for a good time, with whatever time remains.
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While still at Disney Institute, i’d travel to places that were close to the middle of nowhere. Always felt at home there.
Addiction is a useful and a deadly habit.
Addiction is another word for unbreakable habit.
Love and fidelity are useful habits.
Tobacco and alcohol, potentially deadly.
Intentional prioritized priorities are useful.
Unintentional unprioritized priorities are potentially harmful.
And so on and so forth.
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Sanibel Island. Every Summer. Cheryl and i vacationed here for a decade or so before our son was born. Then every year of his life for the next 20 years.
Happy June 1, 2026.
While the Summer Solstice is three weeks away (June 21, 4:54am), Since childhood, i’ve always celebrated Summer’s arrival on June 1st.
Why?
Maybe the most basic, accurate answer is, “it feels instinctual”.
Ps. Why wait three more weeks for the “Summer spirit” to arrive?
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