Row For Your Life!
I’m working on some major goals this year. I set these goals in September of 2016, with the plan kicking into action on Dec. 31st when I left my FT Corp America job of 21 years. It’s been a very busy year so far and I’ve learned a few things.
I have learned that having goals is one thing but staying motivated to see them through is where most fail despite the fact is very important in actually bridging the gap between merely setting goals and achieving them. It can get tough and tedious to keep plowing through the thousand details of setting up a business.
Dreamers like me want to get into the fun part, the serving part but I, like many of you, can’t afford to pay someone to set it all up for me. Besides, this is my new baby, I will not cast aside the details to someone else or skip building a solid foundation for expediency.
Still, it can get tempting to skip the daily to-do list when I hit an obstacle or a wall in my plans… The lure of the couch for an epic binge session of This Is Us pulls strongly when something I don’t want to do is the next thing on the list.
So I have these built in motivators all over my house, set as alerts on my phone, set as emails to be sent to myself in the future, etc. They always come in handy! For example, today, while doing some very basic coding on the website I’m cobbling together, I became frustrated and wanted to say “f.ck it” for the day and do nothing more. At that moment, this poem hit my notifications on my phone as I’d scheduled it to do apparently back in early January.
I’m glad I did because it hyped me up again and I pushed through my block! Sometimes that’s all we need — reminders to keep going, to don’t turn back when it’s not fun, to face the scary stuff like a f.cking boss and handle it.
So I share this with you today in hopes you too can find a use for it when you feel tempted to row back to safe harbors of an ordinary life. Enjoy!
From the West Wind…
You are young. So you know everything. You leap into the boat and begin rowing. But listen to me.
Without fanfare, without embarrassment, without any doubt, I talk directly to your soul. Listen to me.
Lift the oars from the water, let your arms rest, and your heart, and heart’s little intelligence, and listen to me.
There is life without love. It is not worth a bent penny, or a scuffed shoe. It is not worth the body of a dead dog nine days unburied.
When you hear, a mile away and still out of sight, the churn of the water as it begins to swirl and roil, fretting around the sharp rocks — when you hear that unmistakable pounding — when you feel the mist on your mouth and sense ahead the embattlement, the long falls plunging and steaming — then row, row for your life toward it.”
― Mary Oliver, West Wind