Happy 10th day of 2018 people.
How are those resolutions coming along?
Some exceeding expectations? Some already forgotten?
2018 is just a baby. The possibilities are endless at this point.
We love babies. Babies are blank slates of endless possibility. Charles Manson was once a cute little bundle of blank slate. So was George Washington, and Brad Pitt.
So were we all.
When we see babies we see potential, and legacy, and our future. We look past the sleepless nights, and the poop explosions, and the pain of childbirth and we see possibility.
Why is it that we don’t look at our own ideas like this. We have all had ideas that we fell in love with. Ideas that would change the world. Ideas that start out as little bundles of sleepless nights and stinky diapers and can grow up to be anything and for some reason we go straight to thinking they are Charles Manson, and we lock them away and never let them see the light of day.
What if, instead, we were to let them grow up just a little? Let them crawl, and walk, and someday maybe run.
What ideas are you conceiving, and gestating, and birthing? What ideas are you having fun with? Which ones are causing you excruciating pain right now? Which ones are being bratty teens that you hope move out and get a job soon?
In my attempt at Becoming Awesomer, I want to treat my ideas like a brand new baby. Something with endless possibility. Something that will grow up and take on a life of its own some day.
I encourage to do the same.
Until next time, be awesome!