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Deep Thoughts: Painting Pictures

Deep Thoughts: Painting Pictures

I am on a bike (motorcycle) and I am on fire, I am lost in the fast scenery sweeping by, the bike man is not aware of my dilemma, something is crawling around my brain building up, building up. I need it to stop, I want to scream but can’t. No one can help me except me. A thought occurred to me. Paint it…

Story train screeching to a halt

 

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Photo Credit: http://hdw.datawallpaper.com/

Paint it? Am on a bike for crying out loud plus I can’t draw anything more than a smiley sun and moon faces and I do love to scribble doodles in my notes although I am a lover of art and an art critic… focus Grace, Focus!

Train whistles into movement

I whip out my phone and start painting. But literally, I was on the notepad session of my phone typing away. In a remote community somewhere I am standing on a high-rise overlooking a flourishing town, filled with activity, I am smiling because I built that community along with multiple others and I have just been called to apply the same model to another country to help build a self-sustaining community that feeds other communities, wait! my phone is ringing, the president of USA is on the other line…

Phew! Now I am calm, the adrenalin has come to a halt, I am still on the bike and I can now focus on why am on it in the first place.

I don’t know if my experience happens to you too but when an idea flashes in my brain, I keep spinning with it, making it as big and imaginative as possible, obsessing over it but once I write it down, I become more focused.

Yes, I have decided to be an explorer, savouring every bit of experience that is present, taking my time to taste, smell, feel, hear and see all that is; living my life per phase. But where do I start from?

As usual, I started obsessing over how until I got out my notepad and started painting it all out. In 50 years time, what would I have achieved, where would I be, what would I be known for? These questions became my clear cut focus and I became a child once again, I became imaginative and talked a lot about what I would be. I SIMPLY DARED TO BE. To be anything I wanted without limitations, I didn’t think of how I would get there and sure enough, the picture came into focus (I still couldn’t picture myself with graying hairs).

Some people may call what I did, finding a purpose and most people believe the purpose is a clear cut instruction that comes to you when you are lying down or praying. Of course, it could, there is nothing impossible for those who believe. But what I believe in is dreaming about becoming that purpose and dreaming big, unrealistic dreams are easier to do than realistic ones. You doubt it? Here is what Tim Ferris says

‘Having an unusually large goal is an adrenaline infusion that provides the endurance to overcome the inevitable trials and tribulations that go along with any goal. Realistic goals, goals restricted to the average ambition level, are uninspiring and will only fuel you through the first or second problem, at which point you throw in the towel.’

And I do agree with him. Do not underestimate yourself, simply dare to be and dream as wide as you can with no restraints but most importantly, write it all down. Paint it.

Let’s meet up next week, as deep calleth unto deep.

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