Yep. That’ s me. After 20 minutes of waiting for our ride, things came out in me that I just have to admit were outright embarrasing. But, now that I’ve had time to think about it, I’m actually quite proud.
Where did we stop acting like kids?
There’s just too many times in my life that I’ve just been too busy to get away. That’s not good for the soul, and it certainly doesn’t make Brett a productive husband, father, son, friend or mate.
So, we bit the bullet, bailed on work for the weekend, left almost everything behind, and travelled the four hours to my brothers pad for four days of rest, relaxation, and the x-games. The family plus one: new pal matt johnson. Pictures of the adventure are on his site.
This is me and a guy named Shaun White at the X-Games. What a rush! There were so many obnoxious lights – speakers shooting in your face everywhere – and people defying gravity as they flipped over our heads on motorcycles, planks (my now infamous term for my new obsession with my snowboard), and skis. It was crazy.
So, now I’m stuck back in the rut of work .. but it doesn’t feel like a rut anymore. Maybe it’s because I’ve started reading a few chapters of a few books a day (right now – Morph! by Ron Martoia, The Younger Evangelicals by Robert E. Weber, 2 Kings by the same guy who wrote 1 Kings, and Mere Christianity by C. S. Lewis, and a reread of Futurize Your Enterprise by David Siegel). Maybe it’s because I’ve backed off of things at work that really had nothing to do with my job. Maybe it’s because I’ve looked into working on my doctorate at Fuller.
Actually, I think it’s because at the X-Games I decided to just be myself. That is – to just be the playful child I’ve always been. Today is a new day not because I’ve learned something, but probably because I’ve unlearned a few things.
I feel free to be me. I feel free to listen. I read yesterday that meditation can connect the right and left brains together in a way that only sleep can. Wow. ADHD has robbed me of this – but it doesn’t have to forever. It’s time to take this seriously. Serious as a child.
In Martoia’s book, he says that if you just put a nonsense line of chalk on the board and ask the children what it is – they dream up the craziest things. If you ask the adults the same thing, they say, “of course, it’s a nonsense line of chalk.”
Today I’m going to focus on things bigger than me. I’m going to think outside of my little world. I’m going to consider the ramifcations of what I do in the tsunami of life.
cheers.
A welcome addition to this ‘Intraweb’ thingy… A start as good as any and better than most. Keep at it, man.