Dear Son, Florida Octobers are still very hot and humid. Camping looks better in December and January. Hurricane season is almost assuredly over. Days will be shorter. Nights longer. Whatever we do in October, let’s do it like we won’t get another one.
Dear Son, the fact that I can not answer this question scares and excites me, as it should all people. Maybe tomorrow. Maybe next year. Or in 20, 30, 50 years. Few healthy people know.
Let this uncertainty increase your sense of urgency to seize your days. Let you urgency reduce your fear of making mistakes. Let your courage bring life to your days.
Never dreamt of, nor pursued a professional speaking career. But here I am, in the 13th year. I kid you not in telling you that most people have no clue how misaligned their values are with their behaviors. My deficiency epiphany changed my life’s course.
There’s not a person on this planet who should judge the deficiencies of another (say Politicians, bosses) until they’ve eliminated all of their own. Seems incredibly unfair to expect perfection in another if we can’t deliver it ourselves.
The challenge with being a hypocrite, or identifying another who is, is very simple. The challenge is in the criteria we use:
We judge ourselves on our intentions. Others judge us on our demonstrated behaviors. Let this one resonate for a while. It will become clear. And it may change your life. It did mine.
We can easily see the plank in another’s eye, but not in our own. Truth be told, we’re all hypocrites. The goal is to reduce the frequency and severity.