All human emotion – joy, love, sadness, guilt, calmness, happiness, excitement, anger, obsession, freedom, the sense of success and achievement – ceases to exist when you’re dead.
So relish every moment you’re alive and choose the emotions you wish to live each day.
Choose joy, love, kindness, grace, empathy, laughter, love.
Choose the positive and leverage the negative from which we learn to live better each day.
Remember. Memento Mori.
I did not see you cry
behind your beautiful smile.
I did not hear you scream
behind your joyful belly laugh.
I did not help you lift your load
though you stopped to lighten mine.
I did not see the demons you fought
while you were busy helping them fight theirs.
I failed you
when I did not see.
I’m awake now
but…
You’re gone.
We wrapped another amazing two-day Summit for Investment Planning Counsel – this time amidst the stunning views of Whistler, British Columbia.
For me, one core message rang loud throughout the event: the power of resilience plus the courage of humility adds up to living life successfully on ALL fronts.
Jon Montgomery – 2010 Skeleton Gold Medalist at the Whistler Games, and Amanda Lindhout – kidnap survivor and author of A House in the Sky – wore their hearts on their sleeves when they told their stories. Their life stories could not be more different, but they both proved that with dogged determination and hard work, an insatiable sense of curiosity and the grace to remain humble, we can break through any challenge, transform our personal stories, and achieve the success we each hold in our mind’s eye.
A few highlights from Jon:
“Things are only truly out of our reach if we put them there.” – Jon Montgomery
Some nuggets from Amanda:
“I’m grateful for the sky, because it was taken away from me. I hug my mother with more gratitude because she was taken away from me.” – Amanda Lindhout
These are two people who reminded us that our dreams are worth fighting for, no matter the odds. How we achieve or survive the odds, and what we do with our success for our community is ultimately what matters.
PS: If you’ve yet to read Amanda’s, book, I recommend it. It will put you on an emotional rollercoaster.
We said goodbye today.
We’re weren’t planning to, not for a long while yet.
We thought there would be time to mend what had broken… to one day set it all aside and go back to the way it was when we were kids. To go back to a time when we ran free in the playground playing catch, or when we built tents using all the blankets on our bunks and imagined a secret world of adventure – in ways only children knew how to do – or when we gathered boisterously for meals at the long table. They were the best.
But we said goodbye today…never having gone back to what it once was.
You had led our pack, growing up. You inspired us when you were the first among us to take flight and explore boundaries beyond the shores we grew up on. You were generous to a fault. There was always a glint in your eye along with a shy smile, as if you knew something the rest of us didn’t. Until one day, when we no longer saw that smile or the glint in your eye.
Windblown Sunflowers
I sat today and watched the rain as it beat down against the window. The day seemed so heavy. Then I lost myself in memories of a more beautiful time, a simpler time when we were children…
Goodbye for now. We will miss you.
I’ve been spending more time outdoors these past couple of weeks and I must say that the 30×30 challenge does a great job of jabbing me in the butt when I’ve spent too much time on the couch.
We live along a lovely ravine, but sadly there are parts littered with garbage. So, this past Saturday, Bruce and I pulled on some gloves and headed out to clean-up the South East Corner of the Etobicoke Creek just under the bridge on Burnhamthorpe Road. We spent about 90 minutes and pulled out close to two and a half bags of litter from the area. To say we did our part for nature would be ridiculous, because there was still garbage to be gathered from the area just beyond the one we had cleaned.
To be honest, I was disheartened by the end of the clean-up. I left feeling a little depressed that the people who dropped their litter will only be back to unthinkingly repopulate the recently cleaned area with their trash.
A fool’s errand?
Cleaning-up
Post clean-up
North of You 