It’s Never The Perfect Time
You may have noticed I haven’t posted anything in a few weeks. Well that’s because I hurt my back (it turns out my deadlift and squat form needs some work), then got sick. After getting over that illness and letting my back heal a bit I’ve found that it’s been hard to get out of this rut. I keep telling myself I’ll get to writing in a bit or I’ll practice the guitar tomorrow. But every time without fail I’ve ended up watching Netflix or some of the new shows on TV (Constantine is really good by the way). Basically I’m just wasting my time. The crazy and depressing thing is that while I was wasting my days away I actually felt like I was accomplishing something. I felt like the act of just thinking about the things I wanted to do was enough. That I was doing something worthwhile just because I have some goals. A little pathetic I know.
But an old saying popped into my head (forgive the Latin version I think it sounds cool)
Fortuna Audaces Juvat, Fortune favors the bold.
This phrase revealed the rut I was I. It showed me that I wasn’t doing anything with my time. That I needed to actually be doing something, taking action. Not just the little safe endeavors I’ve been doing. I need to take bold action and I need to do it now.
Not tomorrow, not in an hour, or ten minutes. But right now. I realized that I didn’t want to keep living how I was. Wake up later that I should, watch TV, mindlessly surf the web looking at sites that don’t enhance my live in any way (The Chive is a big one for me), before franticly getting ready to go to work, then come home and go to sleep. My life these past few weeks has been depressing to say the least.
You know what else this showed me? It showed me that the biggest excuse I had for being lazy was time. I have a few Ideas for what I want to do but I always tell myself that the time isn’t right. That I have gain just a little bit more knowledge before I start, That I’ve got to plan just a little bit more before taking action. That the timing has to be perfect or else the venture is doomed to fail.
You know what, that same line of thinking has crippled millions of men from actually going after what they want in life.
They tell themselves they’ll start that business when they have a few thousand more dollars in the bank. They’ll get to the gym after the holidays. Or they’ll go up and talk to that girl right after they finish their drink.
We all want to take that golden opportunity, the one that is unquestionably our mission in life. The one with blinking neon arrows pointing you forward and lights along the way to show you the path.
But In real life those things don’t happen. There is never unquestionable certainty in anything worthwhile. There will always be doubt and fear. Failure will always be a possibility. That’s just a fact of life.
The opportunities that do present themselves are subtle and full of doubt. You think that pretty blonde is checking you out, but she could just be looking at the clock behind you. That business idea that popped into your head could be the key to your success or a dud accompanied with a lot of heartache. In situations like that the question becomes do you take the opportunity and see where it leads?
I think without a little boldness those great opportunities will inevitably close to you and sooner or later there just won’t be any more left. You have to have a willingness to fail, to fall short, to have everything taken away from you in order to have any chance of gaining everything you desire.
Yes that statement is all well and good to say, but putting it into practice is much harder and is something I’ve been working on.
But I can tell you one thing I learned just a little while ago. There is a difference between knowing something intellectually with your cognitive powers and believing something. I have known for a long time the benefits of taking risks. But I’ve never really felt it deep in my gut until recently.
I’ve rambled on long enough, I’ll just leave you with something to think about. I got it from one of my favorite podcasts.
Do you want your life to be like a candle, something to be burned away? Or do you want it to be like a fire, something that gives warmth and light?