Rise up, everyone, and keep rising…




Don’t make your life smaller as the years pass. If it’s time to start over, then it’s time

to start over. If you aren’t where you planned to be, then it’s time to make a new plan.

Today, I ask you all to share the most inspiring stories you know (from your own life, or the lives of others) about people who refused to be done yet, because they aren’t dead yet.

Rise up, everyone, and keep rising.

We are still here. There is much to be done and enjoyed.

Good Day 🙂


I’ve learned that…‏

“I’ve learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it

seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow. I’ve learned that

you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things:

a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights. I’ve learned that

regardless of your relationship with your parents, you’ll miss them when they’re

gone from your life. I’ve learned that making a living is not the same thing as

making a life. I’ve learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance.

I’ve learned that you shouldn’t go through life with a catcher’s mitt on both

hands; you need to be able to throw some things back. I’ve learned that whenever

I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision. I’ve

learned that even when I have pains, I don’t have to be one. I’ve learned that

every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a warm hug, or just a

friendly pat on the back. I’ve learned that I still have a lot to learn.

I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you

did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.”

Maya Angelou

Do you ever try to make everything perfect?


I do. 

But only always. 

Life keeps trying to teach me that perfection is not only a dream, but oftentimes a trap. (Even worse, idea of “perfect” is a weapon that we can use against ourselves quite brutally) Yet I still try. I want everything to work out for the best, and I want everyone to be happy, and I never want to make mistakes.

Even though I should know better by now, I still seem haunted by this idea that somehow — if I just try harder and get smarter by the day — I can figure out a way to always make everything turn out just right.

The perfected life is impossible to achieve. 

You might want to just go ahead and forgive yourself in advance for that. 

Because sometimes things happen that we cannot control.

Other people make choices that we cannot comprehend.

Destiny’s randomness plays crazy-ass games with our lives.

And sometimes we ourselves simply blow it — no matter how high our intentions.

That’s where self-forgiveness needs to come in. 

I was thinking about this the other night when I was watching the documentary I’M YOUR MAN — about the great musician Leonard Cohen, whom I consider one of the most important poets (and sages) of our time.

Cohen had these three wise things to say about failure, about letting go of the dream of a perfected life, and about how to stand up again after a disaster: 

1) “There is a feeling we have sometimes of betraying some mission that we were mandated to fulfill, and being unable to fulfill it. And then coming to understand that the real mandate was NOT to fulfill it. And that the deeper courage was to stand guiltless in the predicament in which you find yourself.”


2) “Sometimes when you no longer see yourself as the hero of your own drama, expecting victory after victory, you understand deeply that this is not paradise. Somehow we – especially the privileged ones – have somehow embraced the notion that this vale of tears is perfectible. That you’re gonna get it all straight. I found that things became a lot easier when I no longer expected to win.”


3) “You’ll never untangle the circumstances that brought you to this moment. But you are a warrior. Arise now, like a warrior. You are caught up in circumstances that God determined for you. Stand up and do your duty.”

Such beautiful words of self-forgiveness! 

The truth is that sometimes we find ourselves standing in predicaments that we simply cannot fix or untangle — or even begin to understand.

Sometimes we caused those predicaments; sometimes they were inflicted upon us; sometimes it’s a mixture of both. 

Sometimes, nothing can be done but to forgive ourselves for our own hopeless predicament (which invariably leads us to forgive others for THEIR hopeless predicaments) and then…arise.

Forgive, arise, and try again — humbled, but wiser

Best Regards,