The Art of Compromise

It's Who You Know
It's Who You Know

Heard this phrase the other night, probably on the TV as I was walking though a room, and I wrote it down.

“The art of compromise.”

We can take guesses as to what this means, or we can simply make up our own meaning. That’s what I did, and came up with five different ways:

  1. Compromising our mind, intellect
  2. Compromising our body, health
  3. Compromising our spirit, faith
  4. Compromising our money, career
  5. Compromising just about everything, CEO of Me, Inc.

The comment’s intent targeted the Senators power to say “no” to President Obama – relationships and the passing of President Obama’s Health Care Bill.

Some Senators held their vote until they got a really good deal for their state. This had people debating it’s fairness, and the Senator’s enormous power to say, “No.”

At the end of the day, it’s really about relationships and who you know.

Or maybe, just maybe, it’s about who you no.

The Truth Hurts

Fog
Fog

The truth hurts. The truth can also set us free.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever!”

Can’t you just hear people saying this, or thinking it?  I say it too.  We all do sometimes.

In fact, I’ve said this all my life.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever.”

Until a few years ago when things began to change.

One close friend describes me as, “A Transformed man.”

Just yesterday, at jeffnoel.org (spirit) I posted about the fog, the semi-conscious state many of us seem to go through life with. Some may call it auto-pilot.

As we are into the fourth day of the new year already, wanted to remind everyone that the goal from all this writing is:

  1. To leave a trail for a young child
  2. To help others with their goals
  3. To eventually raise money to find a cure

These things have the ability to help transform anyone. At the moment, it’s working slowly, but powerfully.

In Summary

2009, LLC
2009, LLC

“Knowing never equals doing”Mariah Smith

There are a ton of smart people who never fully apply themselves.

Reading lots of great books is nothing really, unless positive action is the result.

It’s like watching a ton of sports and knowing a ton about sports, but you’re not in sound physical condition.

Never one to be accused of, or associated with, intellectual giants, I have often been called crazy. Crazy is often a poor attempt to define someone as “special”.

Having ideas is nothing.

And I finally did something about it a year ago.

Nine years left in my ten year plan.

How far out do your plans go?

Guaranteed

Ain’t much in life guaranteed, is there?  Death and taxes, to be sure.

Death.

That’s the one.

What a beautiful gift death should be.

Just like what a beautiful gift birth should be.

And the beautiful gift of the part called “life” – in between the two.

And here’s one more thing that’s guaranteed – life will be difficult.

Guaranteed.

And this simple fact presents us with the most glorious opportunity known to humankind.

Carpe diem.