I’ve been a slack-ass the past two months about posting and though I’ve thought on many days, I’m going to say this or that, but frankly, I just didn’t feel like it. The mere act of opening up my WordPress files, typing and well, thinking and reflecting on life just wasn’t in me. The cold, the dreariness, the gloom of January and February over took me, and the most exciting thing was discovering that Friday Night Lights is a really good show (thanks Netflix). And with my remote control firmly planted in my right hand and my Netflix queue loaded, I hibernated in my one-bedroom cocoon waiting for spring.
And today it looks as if spring seems to have finally made it’s 2012 debut. The windows are open and once again the roar of 395 serenades me as I respond to emails, update websites and edit copy throughout the work day. The clock’s sprung ahead this past weekend and it seems as though that prompted to shed the cocoon of the past two months and take in the joy that is spring. Cheers for daffodils, Bradford Pear trees, March Madness, in a few weeks the Cherry Blossoms, and of course patio dining infused with pitchers of sangria. Let’s get this spring started!
A friend once told me, “your only job is to believe.” And yes, once upon a time, I believed in Santa Claus and magically on Christmas morning I got what I had asked for. However, I’m not five anymore and if my job as an adult was only to believe, I’m confident I’d be continually disappointed.
Yes, believing in something is vital today’s complex and dysfunctional world, but to believe in isolation is incomplete, a dangling participle, waiting for the the antecedent to take it’s rightful place. Belief without action might as well be no belief at all.
As I see it, the older we get the more we have to have substance to support our beliefs. Just sitting around idly waiting for something to happen just because we believe it’s suppose to or that it is meant to be is foolish. Even more so, it takes the onus off you for making something happen. You project all your beliefs onto others, spout out philosophical BS, but when it comes down to doing something, to putting yourself out there, you shy away. It’s a coward’s way out.
I do believe we need to believe that good things are out there for us, but to just sit there and say so without taking action, moving forward and showing the world what we want is far from what I believe. No doubt , it takes courage to go for it and move forward to what you want. The looming fear of rejection and ridicule is huge. But if you’re going to believe in it then I say, stand up and take action. Otherwise, sit down and shut up.
Over the past few weeks, my Facebook feed has been full of back to school photos. Kids starting 1st grade, 7th grade and even a college freshmen. I drive through the streets of DC where at GW and Georgetown I’m greeted with “Welcome Back Students” signs.
It’s an annual rite of passage for parents and kids alike. An event I haven’t participated in since Fall of 1994. But this year, I came across a post that gave me pause: a reminder that there’s not only a new generation of back to schooler’s, but a whole new mindset.
A few of my favorite’s from the full list:
- O.J. Simpson has always been looking for the killers of Nicole Simpson and Ronald Goldman.
- Women have never been too old to have children.
- Ferris Bueller and Sloane Peterson could be their parents.
- Jimmy Carter has always been a smiling elderly man who shows up on TV to promote fair elections and disaster relief.
- They’ve always wanted to be like Shaq or Kobe: Michael Who?
- Amazon has never been just a river in South America,
- Refer to LBJ, and they might assume you’re talking about LeBron James.
- Sears has never sold anything out of a “Big Book” that could also serve as a doorstop.
Lately I’ve noticed that “the” is all over entertainment. In a world of high creative-types, I’m bewildered on the blandness of the “The” statement. It’s a cop out for being original in the hopes that the latest “The” will be the next daytime hit (aka The View) or in the case of movies, an Oscar nod (aka: The GodFather, The Graduate, The Exorcist, The Insider).
Yet, there’s something about the most recent boom of “The’s” that doesn’t ring in my ear, success.
- The Five
- The Chew
- The Talk
- The Help
- The Revolution
After all, once upon a time there was a little web project, named, The Facebook. Makes me wonder if dropping “the” helped it’s cause to become a worldwide phenomenon? Just a thought.
I thought Google could do everything. It seems not.