We concede too soon, accepting things that are close but not quite. We champion things that are more convenient than true. Perhaps we think it's easier to settle than to live with uncertainty.
But when the just-right happens, we know because it rattles our bones.
It's Thelma and Louise. It's Whitney and the National Anthem. It's Alysa Liu with a gold medal and stripes in her hair.
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So if it's not a heck yah, it's a no.
I said that recently to a client, who is finding her footing on her second mountain. Her options are vast and previously inconceivable, so it's disorienting. But settling for anything less than a heck-yah should be the last thing on her mind, because she doesn't have to.
I know there are practical matters to consider, but we're so used to conceding, we do it out of habit. Of course, uncertainty is itchy, but what if you waited a few minutes more for the heck yah to appear?
- Something nobody understands.
- Something that breaks all the rules.
- Something that scares you.
- Something makes you a little more true.
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That's the art and magic of life's second half.
You quit letting everyone else decide what is true for you now. After the job loss, the divorce, the sobriety, the kids, there's an open window you can jump through. Don't you dare take a seat.
Look for the heck yah.
What is the point of an afternoon in life, if you're still living like it's morning? Who wrote the rules for you anyway? Do you still want to abide?
Or
- Do you want to tend bar at night, so you can paint all day?
- Do you want to move to Uraguay?
- Do you want to take up curling?
- Do you want to ride racehorses?
That last one will require you to be small and pretty sturdy, but if you are, what are you waiting for?
What is it that calls you, always has, and won't leave you alone? That's where your heck yah lives. Why not that? Why not now?
Have a beautiful day.
ps. Price increases tomorrow for Taos Friend Camp April 10-13. Grab one of the last spots here.
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