Life’s journey is not to arrive at the grave safely, in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting “Holy shit…what a ride!”
These words of the journalist Hunter S. Thompson seem especially relevant as I board the plane from Miami to the Dominican Republic. For months I’ve been planning this trip. And now it’s actually happening.
‘Tis the day before Christmas, and here I am writing this blog post in a situation totally unexpected. If you told me a week ago that I’d be staying in a classic California adobe home, complete with courtyard, gardens, fruit trees, vegetable gardens, kitten, and my grand kids riding a swing, I would have said you’re crazy.
In my last post, I shared with you a tool I use to keep on track with my top priorities and avoid distractions that waste time, and produce negative results. In a perfect world, tools like this get perfect results. All our dreams are fulfilled, and every day is a source of joy and wonder.
Today I worked out at the Magdalena Ecke Family YMCA, nestled in the little town of Encinitas, California. Magdalena’s family was one of the big land owners in a town where flowers of all kinds were grown for markets around the world. Part of their legacy was one of the nicest YMCA’s in the country. How could I not use this facility while visiting my daughter Laura in Encinitas? It’s one of the best places I’ve ever known for honoring my top priority – health.
There is glorious sunshine once again in sunny Southern California today. I begin to think about the tools I use to keep sunny on the inside with an amazing 80 lifestyle. I hop aboard the Coaster, a commuter train that runs along the Pacific Coast from Oceanside south to San Diego, California.
It’s all well and good to say that health, relationship, passion, growth, and contribution count toward living better and longer with the life you are given. But how do you get the time and other resources you need to actually make it happen? For example, “I want to spend more time with my kids. How do I make that happen?
It was the day before Thanksgiving, and most of the time was spent on the California freeways going from one box store to another – not my favorite activity. Pre-thanksgiving priorities required that Mary (daughter), Anya, and Colin (grand kids) shop at stores like Cosco, Target, and Best Buy (ugh!).