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Every month we send our loyal subscribers an excerpt and some profound thoughts to ponder. I hope this note finds you all well, and I thank you for your interest.
Life is a balancing act, in some way it’s hopeless, we are definitely going to die at some point but isn’t it also boundless with potential?
When we are too reliant on faith and “things just working out”, we lose our power, our potential and our individual obligation to participate in “creating acceptable outcomes”, this is one of the core values discussed in the book The Lion’s Way. You may not agree with the way some of the characters do things but the act of doing is the key, it’s what each one of us has the chance to do (some take advantage of more than others).
This isn’t a judgment on chillin’ out and seein’ how things are going to work out in life but for some of the characters in the book and for me in particular, I look at life as an urgent journey. A journey with a known destination, so each one of us has a responsibility to cram as much as we can into the whole thing. Live, love, experience, and never lose energy on those who threaten to take your time away.
Enjoy this month’s excerpt and feel free to comment and offer up a testimonial for The Lion’s Way on Amazon or on this blog.
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The door rattled furiously. Barth could tell that the banging was not going to
stop, so he eventually conceded that he would have to answer the door.
“Barth! Open up!”
Recognizing the voice, Barth opened the door. The two men stood facing each other equally surprised. Juve opened his mouth to speak but found himself at a loss for words. Before him stood a ninety-year-old man in a yellow crash helmet, body padding, skin-tight camouflage pants, green swimming fins, an oxygen adapter, and a white parachute. The parachute sat atop a red backpack stuffed with supplies. From his waist hung a collection of climbing tools and several bottles of water.
“Juve,” Barth said as he pulled up his sunglasses and assessed Juve’s bloodied clothes and disheveled appearance. “What happened to you?”
“I want to go with you...” Juve hesitated. Then he shook his head and scowled, “But not if you’re dressed like that.”
“What happened to you?” Barth repeated.
“Too much to tell you,” Juve answered. “Let’s just leave it at I’ve lost everything, I’m ready to go with you.”
“Not looking like that,” Barth scolded, shaking his head. “You look horrible.”
“You look ridiculous,” Juve said as he walked around and inspected Barth’s gear.
“We’re not going anywhere until you tell me what happened to you,” the older man insisted.
Juve considered the demand for a moment. “Okay, but don’t spend a lot of time consoling me,” Juve warned his friend. “If you’re ready to go, I don’t want to slow you down.”
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