Change means changing.

The irony of commitment is that it’s deeply liberating — in work, in play, in love. The act frees you from the tyranny of your internal critic, from the fear that likes to dress itself up and parade around as rational hesitation. To commit is to remove your head as the barrier to your life.

– Anne Morriss



Apparently Vail, CO is home to the more quotable of the Starbucks cups. Not that I'm proud of it, but I have taken in my fair share of soy cappucinos from this siren branded franchise and more often than not I'm not impressed. I should have known this one would be different though...any Bux in which the customers are wearing ski boots and there are more snowboards than baby carriages leaning in the corner has to have a little redemptive life to it somehow.
Regardless, Miss Morriss was my convicting quote of the week. It's true...whether or not you want to call it commitment, the simple act of making a decision puts and end to the game of possibility. It turns "what if?" into "what now?" and all of the sudden instead of thought, there is action. Something I think our culture doesn't know how not to take to extremes...that is, we're either not doing anything - or we're burning out.
I'm digressing.
Commitment.

If someone asked you what you're commited to, what would you say? Who would you name? Or would you?

What is the biggest commitment move you made? How did you make it? Why? And how did it get you where you are now?

What made you do it?

Because really, regardless of who, what, when, where, or why.
Life is gonna be what you make of it.
You'll get out what you put in.
You'll see the results of what you do, not what you want to do.
You'll know the people you talk to.
You'll arrive where you aim to go.
You'll be, who you currently are...just give it time.

And then, lets say you want to commit to something, but shy away from it.
We all do.
All.
I think it's fear of failure that keeps us from trying.
I think it's the comfort of knowing what is and the apprehension of deviation.
The thought that change...might mean changing.

And then I think this....that's so lame.
We're so lame.
We're so selfish.
So....boring.


Homework:
Who do you want to be?
In order to do so, what do you have to do?
Are you doing it?
Why?
Why not?

If there is no truly legitmate reason from stopping you...the reality is...you're the only one stopping yourself.

Stop it.
Get over yourself.
Do it.

Limitations are over rated; self inflicted ones are just weak.
But.
Commitment is liberating...
I like it.

Cheers Miss Morris, my soy chai served a purpose beyond it's intetion...and if it can do that, so can I.