“Is this my day to excel?”
Well Mr. Mandino, I certainly have excelled – might not be my best but it sure as hell is fantabulous. And to this I celebrate!
I spend this valuable time now on my day job and I’m now developing a fruitful habit to work on my side gig each evening on a regular, and not sporadic, basis. This is my salvation and something I must devote more time to. Four months I have dedicated on the necessary mental work for me. Now the time has arrived to perform the needed physical work to succeed and attain my Definite Main Purpose. This too shall come.
Since choosing this journey in September I have rid myself of several idle habits, to wit ghastly wasters of my scant resources. I proudly affirm that I hardly ever turn the television on anymore.
To my detriment, sometimes I am too literal a person (a habit slowly being purged from my life). Today I am proud to say I can read between the lines. Scroll IV contains numerous passages worthy of reflection and this particular section resonated with me: “Where there are idle mouths I will listen not; where there are idle hands I will linger not; where there are idle bodies I will visit not. Henceforth I know that to court idleness is to steal food, clothing and warmth from those I love. I am not a thief. I am a man of love.”
Each month my employer brings all designers together for product training and professional development. The company’s theme for 2020 is Win. What was supposed to be a rally cry had me cringing for more than an hour. It’s not about a continuous reach of moving the goalpost, right? That is the message delivered to us this week. I am SO grateful to this journey. In the past I would have blindly followed everyone on the bandwagon. Alas, I refuse to go for the carrot dangling in front of my nose any further. This job affords me the opportunity to sustain my financial needs and I will not fall victim to an ever-increasing performance standard that pushes for more and more sales. The climate has changed dramatically since my arrival there: five short years ago we were a group who helped one another, now it is an atmosphere of who’s to blame who for “X” and following the almighty dollar. This does not align with my belief system. The goalpost is firmly affixed and my aspirations have evolved. Bravo to me.