Time.

“When we’re born, our arrow is released. We never know what it’s going to go through, let alone when it’s going to stop”, I can hear my dad say clear as day. The older I’ve gotten, the more I’ve thought about this & how right he is.

I recently took a position in my hometown close to home. I hadn’t worked in town in over 6 years, always working in Lexington, Frankfort, & surrounding areas. It’s a 40 hour week position that we used to call a part-time job in automotive. The position itself, the company & the time I had in the balance of work/life were my main motivators in applying/accepting the position. I’m a planner, always have been to an extent. Upon looking closely, by just taking out that hour drive time alone (30 min to work and back daily) out of my day,5 days a week, 52 weeks a year saves me 260 hours a year. That’s over 10 days a year… just in that. That’s not accounting for the errands I can run close to home, frisbee time with our puppers, etc on my lunch breaks. For the past almost two years, I’ve worked heavily on being more intentional with my time & it has made the biggest difference in my life. I went from the “I don’t have time, I’m busy” to “I will make time”. I used to wear “busy” like a badge of honor, but as much as I planned, I didn’t take control of the time I was given, there were so many time wasters that looking back are so obvious, even though I didn’t see it at the time.

Time is the most expensive, intangible indefinite continued progress of existence. We don’t know how much time we have, all we know is that immortality is a tale from legends & the movies so we are obviously very mortal. It always leads me to question why more people don’t live with intention. Someday I will work my “dream” job. Someday I will go on that vacation. Someday I will do this. Someday I will do that. Someday I will start living. Once I’m retired. Once I’ve had kids. Once I’m financially stable. Once I get this all figured out. You will never have it all figured out & there will always be an excuse to keep you from living.

My question is what is stopping you? Beyond the fear, the doubt, the worry, the “time”, beyond all the other bullshit excuses, what is it?

Les Brown once said, “The graveyard is the richest place on earth, because it is here that you will find all the hopes and dreams that were never fulfilled, the books that were never written, the songs that were never sung, the inventions that were never shared, the cures that were never discovered, all because someone was too afraid to take that first step, keep with the problem, or determined to carry our their dream.”

Don’t let that be you, don’t let your life pass you by saying whatever happens, will happen. You are worth more.

If time & money were no object, what would you choose to accomplish?

Take the risk & live your life.