Tag: Confidence

Will there be enough confidence in the future?

Houston skyline on a rainy day

 

(photo: What’s ahead? Houston.)

Will there be enough confidence in the future?

One, a husband, has possessed this for a long time. Since April Fool’s Day this year.

The other, the wife, knows, but would like reassurance.

No harm, no foul.

One can taste it.

The other isn’t even sure what it looks like.

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I hope you dance with the knowledge that it is great to be alive

jeff noel author, runner
Finland, Summer 2009 (Senior Olympics)

 

The same way that representing the United States at the Masters Track & Field World Championships would catapulte your confidence is the same phenomenon humbly expected to occur in a few hours upon opening that UPS box.

Hoping we dance with the knowledge that it is great to be alive.

We all know life is a gift, but mostly we live as if no one told us.

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The Difference?

What's The Difference?
What's The Difference?

The difference between those that make the list and those that don’t, whether they be people, organizations, religions, cultures, ideas, patents, and so on, is this:

Here’s what it takes. And I’m well aware there will be people who disagree with this, and people who embrace it.

And if you don’t have it, you will always be following people who do. Here’s the difference:

Passion!

That’s it.

Passion.  The secret ingredient.  The difference.

Obvious Choice

Sanibel Island 2009
Sanibel Island 2009

“Be yourself.  Everyone else is taken.” — Life Is Good slogan

I used to look for sea shells on Sanibel Island, Florida.  You know the ones – the perfect shape and color.  The ones that looked like they came from the sea shell store.

Not any more.

Now, I look for ones that are unique and special – broken and beautiful.

Just like us humans.

Broken and beautiful.

Like Tiger Woods.

Like me.

Like you.