I’m in a small city. By the sea. I often come here to think. To write. To plan. To sail.
This morning’s sunrise was immaculate. Last night’s stars, spellbinding.
As I ended my run, I saw an elderly woman, her face wrinkled via the experiences of a long life.
She wrote in a book. She was alone. She looked sad.
.It made me think of the poem I often begin my leadership presentations with (it comes from the great poet Rabindranath Tagore):
“Spring has passed. Summer has gone. Winter is here….
…and the song I meant to sing remains unsung. For I have spent my days stringing and unstringing my instrument.”
What message does this poem convey?
…to me, it’s always been a potent reminder of the shortness of life. And how very easy it is for us to get hypnotized into spending the best hours of our days being busy being busy…”stringing and unstringing our instruments.”
On this precious day within what I sincerely hope you’ll leverage into a GREAT life, here’s what I truly wish for you:
…that you’ll behave with bravery and be someone who displays true courage
…that you’ll model decency and stand for kindness
…that you’ll act with humility and deliver value to others
…that you’ll practice gratitude and celebrate your simplest blessings
…that you’ll sweat the small stuff and get the tiny details right
…that you’ll move your body and flex your mind
…that you’ll get up if knocked down and rebound when you stumble
…that you’ll remember that the quality of your performance reflects the caliber of your practice
…that you’ll carry a smile and radiate positive energy
…that you’ll delete distractions and do work that matters
…that you’ll achieve small wins, that in time will produce greatness...