Month: May 2015

The End & Start of a Chapter

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In life, we are given the opportunity to make decisions. Some run from them, some run towards them.

Take a moment of reflection, and you may find running towards your goals is a steadily increasing challenge. It’s lonely, it’s difficult, it’s tiring, and it’s full of things like heartbreak, pains, and fears. It’s meant to be. To whom much is given, much is tested, and those that see the journey itself for what it is will be the ones that come to enjoy the fruits of their pursuits.

Since the start of this now closing chapter, I’ve seen the most volatile version of myself ever. A bad car accident, a broken wrist, and a gritty, never-give-up attitude clashed with an opportunity to test my business savvy. The result was a painful but worthwhile experience that taught me to feel fear, and drive through it.

I’ve never cried so much. I lost family, friends, and made enemies along this path. I spent hours after and before work, building; I slept rarely. I asked for help, I asked for opportunities, and I shed my pride – feeling loss after loss. I set my mind to a target, and let nothing stop me. No person, no thing; not even me. We are often our most vicious and relentless wall.

At the end of it all, there was two constants. Courage and Purpose. As I walk from this chapter, I take on new projects – writing a book, building a non-profit, coaching youth, and teaching people to earn from things they enjoy doing. They could all fail, they could all ruin me. But I walk with courage and purpose. Bettering others has been something I’ve been afraid to do, because it requires such a disciplined and refined method to find your way.

The path will be tougher than what I have already been through. With the help of my family and friends, the path will make me better, it will make me stronger, but it will not be easy. There are people in my life that remind me of my purpose and my courage, and when down, they will remind me I am never out.

I hope you will take the time to reflect, like I have. A wasted life lives inward, and runs from its’ goals. A purposeful life carves through resistance and runs towards the sunset. Life is short, and when it is all said and done, I’d rather endure a lifetime of struggle for those around me, than soak up a moment of glory for myself.

Onward, upward, and outward.

AV