As I stumble to Enlightenment

The thing about goals

Remember how I was going to write about my bucket list?

My 30+ goals?

And how I never got

What if

What if you would wake up every morning with a gun in your mouth and a robot holding it would ask:

“Shall I kill you today?”

And only the slightest hesitation, the slightest thought of yes, would set off the gun.

Wouldn’t that make you appreciate life to the fullest?

Dead to all fluff

No, I’m not talking about that kind of fluff.

I’m talking about all the posers, the people who can only repeat what´s in the manual.
The people who lack personality.
And therefore build one from stuff they read in books or have heard from Steve Jobs.

Welcome back to the stage, Genuineness.

Take of the mask

Sorry, what was that? You don’t know what that is?
Do you mean, you don’t know who you are?
That’s fine, let’s go and find you then. It’s fun to do.
You might want to start with a blog, it works for me.

Goal nr. 9: Rock climbing

Funny how sometimes goals turn out to be a common thing between people without them even knowing it.
Like rock climbing.

Rock Climbing at dawn

Rock Climbing at dawn

Turns out a friend of mine started doing it.
Via another friend’s boyfriend.

So what do I have to say about this one?
Not a lot.
Except that I admire rock climbers for their strength, their agility and the awesome views they can experience.
It is 3 things I want myself.
Which is why you make such a thing a goal. No other reasons for having goals in the first place.

Physical strength and amazing views.

That’s worth a goal to me.

Relax! Take it easy!

I wrote the draft of this post exactly two years ago.
And as things go with blogging, you tend to save drafts when you’re not entirely happy with them.
Often they end up on the graveyard of so-and-so blog posts.
Sometimes you come across them months, even years later and you realize they actually became reality.
Like the post below.
So just remember this was written in 2013.

Take it easy!

Can you?

I can’t.
I’ve been without a job for 4 weeks now, apart from a small project I am finishing up for my previous employer and I hate it.
No, not the project.
I hate the empty moments when I don’t know what to do.
I hate the quietness of non-action.
I hate not being able to use my experience and talents.
I hate getting up in the morning with an empty agenda.

Sure, I’ve got dozens of books waiting to be read.
And I love wasting time playing silly computer games, like Candy Crush Saga.
Enjoy the sunshine with some music in my ears.
It’s not that I feel guilty, I’ve accepted that I shouldn’t do anything.

Just before or move back to Belgium I consciously decided to take a break.

A sabbatical.

It’s also not because I feel pressured financially.
When my wife and I made the decision to move back, we made sure we had enough cash for about 6 months.
Maybe there’s a little bit of pressure from my dad, who won’t sleep at night until he knows his son is safely back at work.
But then again after 36 years I’m used to that type of pressure.

It’s just that I like to build stuff.
I like to create a business, grow a portfolio, launch new products.
Be entrepreneurial.
The good thing is, soon I will be overloaded with all of this again.
And then I’ll be dreaming of lazy moments, playing Candy Crush in my hammock.

Because we always want what we don’t have when we’re not living in the moment.


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