Are you tired of…?

Mortality has been lurking in the backdrop of my life this year. It started with the unexpected passing of one of the most vital, lively people I know in January. Then health conditions have developed in a couple of people dear to me. While far from critical or urgent, I sense a persistent shadow from the mere presence of a condition that threatens to shorten their lifespan.

I realize that what I am processing is merely a fact of life: our time in the present world is finite. Life is never a permanent state. Yet for a good part of my life to date, I haven’t lived like this was a reality. In fact, I’ve lived counting on my body, faculties, wealth and relationships. Let me share a few ways that is so.

What first comes to mind are the personal physical limitations I once laughed off as “old people problems” that are now everyday occurrences: blurry vision, dry eyes, hair loss, chronic joint pains and digestive issues. I am not youth-obsessed or unduly vain, yet I know deep down that most of these conditions came from cumulative corporal abuse or neglect:

  • staying up much too late, much too often, just because I could;
  • staying up late (or all night) for work deliverables;
  • going at 100mphs for months on end, and then some more;
  • being proud about not needing to rest, and outlasting my peers. For that matter, constantly in search of the next challenge solely to prove this point.

There is also the opportunity cost in the thousands of hours I have frittered away:

  • thinking (and raging) about something else — work that’s waiting for me, comparing myself to others, the inconsiderate driver on the road today, self-flagellating talk — in the presence of people I say are important to me;
  • being busy. Even if its the “good” kind of busy, accomplishing great results in multiple spheres of life, those were not deeply purposeful efforts (In my book, earning a living, getting promoted or building a credible resume are rational arguments but fall short of a purpose);
  • watching mind-numbing television, getting buzzed in a noisy club, or some other escapist habit with diminishing incremental returns.

When I started to notice and acknowledge the above, I realized that I was far from alone in being caught up with living like we have forever. Modern life, with its instant gratification, conveniences and technology, distances us from that reality of our mortality even further. I look around me and see a sad excess of people caught up in busy, stress, overwhelm, keeping up appearances, being run by “ I should” and “I must” that aren’t truly necessary (if they stopped to think about it). I see an abundance of wasted opportunities in relationships — those we have, and the ones that could have unfolded — if we were fully available and present with the people we are with.

And not to bring you down, but perhaps the generational impact of this sort of living might have you sit up and resolve to honor a different code. We can ignore or push past the impact on ourselves, but the potential repercussions on our children or grandchildren might be enough to draw a line in the ground and turn our back on pursuits that our egos call us to, in spite of our hearts’ recognition of the untrue.

We don’t know how much time we are granted in this world, and whatever we have is but a flicker in the timeline of mankind.

I do know that I have one precious life. One in billions, for sure, but with unique and abundant gifts.

And I am done living like there is another chapter, a repeat run, a second chance tomorrow. I commit to honoring the finiteness of my existence. In that context, leaving no affection unexpressed and no idea repressed. Bringing all of me, every day, with each person. And directing my efforts in service of humanity, with a purpose. The purpose of enabling each person in the world to discover and forge their one true path and imprint their unique gifts on our global community.

These are not navel-gazing ra-ra platitudes but observations from years of self-examination, study and practice of research in flow, peak performance, and human design.

If you can grasp the possiblity of the world that’s available inside of this…

If you find any similarities to the symptoms I described, and experience a calling for change…

I invite you to reach out to me. Write and tell me what resonates for you, what confronts you.


First, I am hungry for a community that shares this commitment. It is too easy to be pulled back into old patterns and paradigms because… Life.

Second, this is me living true to my purpose. Self-mastery is a never ending mountain and I don’t claim to have all the answers. I do know that we will walk further if we walked together. We might walk faster, and up undiscovered peaks, too. One of my gifts is listening for purpose, and I have walked (and still do) the talk.

Awareness is the first step in self-mastery, and it can also be a double edged sword in a time of change — that rising confront you experience could be fear that numbs, or a commitment that powers a new path of altered choices and behaviour. In an authentic partnership, I hear what would make the difference to you living your one true, precious and finite life — and I wouldn’t be able to help myself but facilitate you unleashing that.

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