We Can Choose What We Choose To Believe
I am a strong believer in the idea that when the student is ready, the teacher appears. Or at least, that is what I have noticed in my life. I find that I can be going along, living my life as I usually do, when all of a sudden I am struck by a realization right in front of my face. This happened most recently while out on a run this past weekend. Back in the mid-eighties, I was a big fan of a band called Crowded House. I loved all aspects of their music from their catchy tunes to their insightful lyrics that were all wrapped in playfulness and joy. I still have some of their songs embedded in my playlists for that extra boost I need on long runs. One of these songs is titled "Now We're Getting Somewhere" and always adds energy to my strides. After listening to the song as many times as I have, I thought I had the lyrics memorized, and as it played in my headphones I was silently singing along. That's when it happened - I noticed tha...