Emerson Was Wise

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“Life is a journey, not a destination.”

A life in limbo isn’t a productivity death sentence…as long as that limbo stick keeps moving.

Having multiple irons in the fire is a good way to generate heat. But, when momentum is only the promise of future rewards, the waiting game can become water torture.

Lately, I’ve been in the odd position where a number of factors and individuals have universally conspired to make me wait. I suppose it’s a good test of my patience but, because I love to routinely take inventory of my neatly arranged ducks, allowing the ball to rest in any court other than my own is an experiment I have been less than thrilled to undergo.

Writing prospects, job opportunities, investments, publishing possibilities, acting upswings, and the self-starting loop of my freelance existence have made living in Skytown an interesting—and often frustrating—experience. To know there is gold at the end of the rainbow, without the ability to personally capture the coins, has painted my landscape a color I’ve rarely had the opportunity to see.

I’ve spent a lifetime focused on finish lines, so stopping to smell the roses has never factored into my schedule. However, it has taken this metaphorical traffic jam to shift my attention away from the results and back to the process.

We have so little control over the future, and this includes the various pitfalls that may or may not sneak beneath our feet. The best we can do is stay centered in the present moment and allow the plan to organically take shape. As long as we direct our efforts toward a general goal or intention, the stubborn details have a way of falling in line.

Regardless of my typical grind against the grain, I’m grateful for the opportunity to take stock of my environment. I have had patience forced upon me but, if those efforts result in a more lucid outlook, then this temporary interlude will have been more than justified.

Until then, it’s back to watching sunsets and waiting for checkered flags.

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2 thoughts on “Emerson Was Wise”

  1. I love this one Blair. Truer words have never been spoken. I find my fate being partially out of my hands to be fairly unbrarable…I need that inventory streamlined…much like my surroundings. Can’t get a thing done until everything around me is as clean as I want that inventory to be. If my wife is to tell me leave that dirty dish in the sink and don’t touch it for a week until she may or may not clean it, the lack of solidification of when it will get cleaned or “completed” would drive me insane. My little analogy for the morning.

    Love ya brother!

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    1. Thanks, Mr. D. We share similar brains, so I can certainly relate to those feelings. I appreciate the remarks, and I can’t thank you enough for being a part of the dialogue. That’s precisely what I’m trying to do with this blog. Be well, my friend!

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