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No truer than true


With the start of a new week upon us at the stroke of midnight, I thought I would put out some positive energy in the form of positive words.  Nelson Mandela, a powerfully smart man with a courageous spirit, this is my favorite of his words.

While I completed graduate school, I recalled these words all the time.  How many projects did I begin where I saw no way to start, only to get started, then see no way to the end??  But alas, it would always get done.  With each completion it was like the scene from Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory when Charlie and his grandpa think straight and realize if they burp to release air, they will get lowered away from the vicious blades awaiting to hack them to pieces.  Yep, grad school was exactly like that.  God, I miss it.

I think if I ever give a speech I would include this saying.  Like if I was accepting an honor or recognition for something.  It comes to mind whenever a project is begun and it carries me along through completion.  It's wildly provoking to examine what you did along the way to get to the done point, ya know?

Either way, this affirms the process I follow to accomplish things.  Which if I'm being completely transparent is simply review what has to be done, design plan to follow through, duck fast when curve balls happen, resume position quickly to outline new plan, and go til it's done.

Til it's done, my peeps.

Until we meet again,
M

 

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