Whether my former blog’s obliteration was the result of carelessness, spitefulness or covert work of the Black Ops section of the Elite Special Forces that took part in highly sensitive, off-the-record espionage activities is still unknown. Because it was quite extensive and because getting the identically same input is not likely, or even possible, the sense of loss is deep. However, this recreation project will bring out the best in me, because WINNERS DON’T QUIT! So it’s all good.
That being said, I only want to acknowledge that the debut of my new blog is taking an entirely different kind of energy than what it took to debut it the it the first time. Since all things happen for a reason, I am optimistically anticipating the new ideas this blog will generate.
In a way vaguely similar to losing then rebuilding my blog, rebuilding my life after a motorcycle crash turned me into a brain damaged, emotionally traumatized and paralyzed shadow of what I had been requires a different kind of energy than building myself the first time did. The old me, the me who crashed his bike saw life as an impatient 18 year old who couldn’t delay gratification, who usually saw himself as a winner but sometimes as a loser and who had a cross between confidence and an inferiority complex.
Luckily, 29+ years of rehabilitation, several self image strengthening books like Psycho-Cybernetics for example, mentoring by a world traveling speaker, trainer and college teacher and the principles around which 12 step programs are built have shown me the difference between being a winner and being a loser. A winner is someone who focuses on what they have instead of what they don’t have, a winner sees an opportunity in every obstacle. Winners handle comparatively little irritants such as a destroyed blog by being thankful for the opportunity to have the experience of building a blog. (Kind of like the man who cried he had no shoes until he saw the man with no feet.)
The “Program,” reliance upon my Higher Power, who I choose to call God, and qualified mentors are teaching me to not sweat the small stuff! Anything that is either transitory or that doesn’t effect the overall course of life is small stuff. I don’t have the time or the energy to worry about small stuff.
Life is full of opportunities for everyone who realizes that an obstacle is just an unhatched opportunity.