Why go “with the flow” when I can go another way. There’s usually more resistance when walking this path – but at the end of the day, there’s more to see and experience.
I don’t watch NFL games. (Okay… maybe the odd Super Bowl game!) But I do watch football – I’m Canadian and my professional football league is the CFL. (I grew up in Regina and my CFL team is Saskatchewan Roughriders!) However, even I know who TOM BRADY is!
Recently, in an interview with the Wall Street Journal Magazine, he was asked for his one rule for greatness and his answer didn’t disappoint: “I would say two things: Discipline and determination. When you have really big dreams and you have really big goals, your priorities and your actions better be reflective of those goals. There’s no shortcuts, and you better be willing to pay the price in advance because success doesn’t come before you put the work in.”
Read the rest of the article here: https://medium.com/mind-cafe/the-two-rules-for-greatness-from-the-greatest-football-player-ever-453de7aba819
“There’s a companion quality you’ll need to be the leaders you can be. That’s the willingness to take risks. Not reckless ones, but the risks that still remain after all the evidence has been considered. … Certainty is an illusion. Perfect safety is a mirage. Zero is always unattainable, except in the case of absolute zero where, as you remember, all motion and life itself stop. … the biggest risk of all is that we stop taking risks at all.“ Purdue University President Mitch Daniels – Spring Commencement May 15, 2021, West Lafayette campus.
Living creates uncertainty. But it’s this dance with uncertainty that creates windows of love, wisdom, and creativity.
Read the full article on Medium: https://medium.com/the-philosophers-stone/the-importance-of-living-with-uncertainty-f4f04defaa6f
I’m now 70 years old – I mean young
I’m an Aries – that says a lot
I’ve had 3 “long term” relationships – we still get along
I’ve been married for one year – she’s a Chinese Dentist
I have two wonderful children – young adults now
I have three younger sisters – all older now
Both my parents have passed away – ALS & Alzheimer’s
I’ve gone through bankruptcy – that really sucked
I’m a Saskatchewan Roughrider fan – I grew up in Regina
I’m a storyteller – a filmmaker, coach, author and educator
I’ve had good days and bad days – and occasionally just daze
I am now living and working in Shanghai – China is an amazing country
Years ago I found myself – then I got stuck in the muck
Now I’m finding myself again – by gazing into the reflective pool
My name is Peter D. Marshall – D is for David
I hope you’ll find inspiration here – or at least a smile
And please leave your comments – and your thoughts
(or I’ll just be talking to myself – and that’s not good)
These are my feet –
and my shadow.
Where does one end –
and the other begin?
Until you improve your capacity to change, upgrade or reinvent yourself in the face of uncertainty, your progress would take longer than you expect.Moving into the new future will require mental liquidity — the ability to adapt to the transformation around you and thrive despite the uncertainties.
by Madisyn Taylor.
We can all fall into a fog once in while, but know it will soon lift and the sun will shine upon you again.
When we feel muddled and unfocused, unsure of which way to turn, we say we are in a fog. Similar to when we are in a fog in nature, we may feel like we can’t see where we’re going or where we’ve come from, and we’re afraid if we move too quickly we might run into something hidden in the mists that seem to surround us. Being in a fog necessarily slows us down by limiting our visibility.
The best choice may be to pull over and wait for the murkiness to clear. If we move at all, we must go slowly, feeling our way and keeping our eyes open for shapes emerging from the haze, perhaps relying on the taillights of someone in front of us as we make our way along the road.
By and large, most of us prefer to be able to see where we are going and move steadfastly in that direction, but there are gifts that come from being in a fog. Sometimes it takes an obstacle like fog to get us to stop and be still in the moment, doing nothing. In this moment of involuntary inactivity, we may look within and find that the source of our fogginess is inside us; it could be some emotional issue that needs tending before we can safely go full steam ahead.
Being in a fog reminds us that when we cannot see outside ourselves, we can always make progress by looking within. Then again, the fog may simply be teaching us important lessons about how to continue moving forward with extreme caution, harnessing our attention, watching closely for new information, and being ready to stop on a dime.
We cannot predict when a fog will come, nor can we know for certain when it will lift, but we can center ourselves in the haze and wait for guidance. We may find it inside ourselves or in a pair of barely visible taillights just ahead. Whether we follow the lights out of the fog, wait for a gentle breeze to lift it, or allow the sun to burn it away, we can rest certain that one way or another, we will move forward with clarity once again.
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by Mark Miller.
The majority of European men are descended from just a handful of Bronze Age male ancestors, says a new genetic study in the journal Nature.
The presence of genetic material from just a few men in the Y chromosome sequence resulted from a population explosion several thousand years ago, researchers said. The team of scientists found that there was a huge increase in the population 2,000 to 4,000 years ago, in a band from Greece and the Balkans to the British Isles and Scandinavia.
Read the rest of this article from Ancient-Origins.
by Kathleen Howland.
When I was a child, on most Fridays, my dad, mom, brother and I would travel to Cape Cod to visit my grandparents. For my father, this drive would come after a long day of work, during which he had already commuted from our home, an hour outside of the city, to Boston, where he worked as an accountant, and back home again. He was an intense man, and during these drives to the Cape we were often silent, on edge – unsure how to interpret his sullen and grave demeanor.
After we arrived, my grandmother would typically begin playing a mix of classical music, folk songs and pop songs on her spinet piano – and I would watch my dad’s face transform: his jaw would slacken, while the lines between his eyebrows softened, lifting the intensity of thought that always seemed to burden him.
This was my first experience of the power of music.
Read the rest of this article from The Coversation.