Choose More Dog 💩

Don’t step in dog 💩, he said.

Don’t hit the mailbox or the power lines, he also said.

But what he didn’t say was, “This job is going to push you to the edge of who you are and you’ll have to face the reality of what stares back at you.”

It’s cool, bro; I got this.

And I did.

I outperformed my yesterday-self every day. I outperformed the kids more than half my age. I outperformed my ego, my perceived weaknesses and my 46-year-old body.

I conquered the rocky edge like a surfer conquers the wave, using balanced grit and smooth determination.

I did the damn thing, with grace.

Forcing yourself out of your comfort zone does that to you. It presses you up against the darkest parts of your inner world, a place where you can’t pass go or slither away in fear.

There’s growth in discomfort, remember?

Sure, you could do the disappointing thing and run from greatness but that’s not what you really want, is it?

No, it’s not.

You desperately want the next version of you, the intentional version, the healed version, the relaxed version, the safe version, the indestructible version. You’re ready this time.

You’ve sat at the gates of hell, planned your purposeful exit, and you reek of the piles of dog 💩 you’ve already stepped in, so you’re basically primed and ready, right?

You may be a bit smelly but yes, that’s right.

The only thing you need now is you, and the next choice you make.

I hope you choose you this time. I hope you choose happiness and excitement. I hope you choose curiosity and wonder. I hope you choose favor and opportunity.

I hope you choose more dog 💩 and less ease.

Greatness needs your help to evolve. Don’t let it escape while you drown yourself with distractions and shiny objects. This is your edge, your wave. It’s also your time.

If you want it.