We remember climbing that mountain.

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The more I commit to something, the more the Universe rewards me. Meeting new people, gathering knowledge and insight, feeling purposeful and directed. A part of me doesn’t want to believe it, but somehow when I really find something that inspires me, and that captivates my thought for more than a week, and I am compelled to take action on it, then I am rewarded.

I believe the things that inspire us, do so for a reason. I don’t just mean that feel-good ‘wow’-factor that comes from watching the Red Bull Cliff-diving, or maybe from a footy game or even from a video like above… Some things strike a deeper chord within us… The chord rings throughout, we perpetually think about it. When something inspires us over days, through many conversations and it might well be the last thing we think about before going to bed.

It’s a clue.

At present, I am learning about and trying to comprehend more fully our mortality. I read Stoicism, Thoreau, and others. Possibly as a reflection of the declining health of my grandparents, their thoughts on the certainty of death, and our finite time here are slow-cooking in my thoughts.

Some say this is pessimistic thinking. I’m not so sure. It’s a tool. Get some tea brewing and try this… Think about what you’d want said in your obituary. Or really consider who you’d contact, what you’d do, where you’d go if death had a time and a date.

This is liberating and empowering. It’s a reminder. “Gosh, I need to phone Mum; I need my friends to know I appreciate them; I need to thank that person.” A reminder of what’s important – and to take some action reflecting our personal values. I wonder how I’d behave differently if I was given 12 months to live, say. Or if I knew with certainty that I wouldn’t make it to 30.

It’s also a reminder to make each and every encounter, moment and hour count.

At some level, acknowledging the commitments we have and honouring our past decisions is important for who we are, but it needs balance with living a life we are proud of, whatever that means to us individually.

Regardless, if my deathbed comes sooner or in some distant future, I believe the title of this post is a truth. The driving force for becoming a Trainer was that I’d regret not trying to make it work. My inner thinking for spending thousands of dollars on education and mentorship was this ‘regret-avoidance.’

Now, being motivated out of avoidance of a negative is certainly different to being motivated to achieve self-actualisation… but in my books, it’s a start. I suppose, personally when I look back over my short time here, I remember most the times that were difficult; when some dragon of discomfort was overcome. Taking that jump towards something inspiring, stepping out of the comfort zone and into memory-making.

Learning what makes us tick, and having the self-worth to acknowledge it is a powerful force.

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