I don’t force, I allow, and watch what comes into my life.


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On Being Uncommon

My nephew was a cigarette smoker for 18 years. He is now a non-smoker for 18 months.

Curious as to why he was able to really quit this time, as like most smokers he tried several times but never stuck to it, I asked how he did it and why it worked this time.

First, the number one reason he started smoking was peer pressure, everyone else was doing it so he did it. It was something to do while hanging out with friends. That’s not surprising as I believe that is why most people start.

He knew at some point he had to quit for the obvious reasons of health, expense ($8/pack where he lives), and the social stigma associated with the activity.

The number one reason he quit was he made a commitment to his daughter. His eight year old girl said “by the time I turn twelve I want you to quit smoking.” They made a deal. Four years is a long time to fulfill an obligation, but my nephew never forgot, nor did his daughter. As quitting time got closer his daughter was going on a school trip for a week and one parent was to accompany their child. All adults were told no smoking on the trip. Ha! As we all know, where there’s a will, there’s a way.

However he took this as his opportunity to quit. He would be away from home and with other non-smokers and kids who the adults had to set an example for.

His last cigarette was before leaving on that trip.

He did vape for awhile, but after two to three weeks he had no urge to smoke. That may not be common for most smokers.

I asked was it a habit or an addiction. For my nephew it was a habit, part of a routine, something he did when he got up in the morning, after he ate, after work, when hanging out with friends.

By breaking the routine, being away from home and making a commitment to his daughter, he was able to do it. That’s will!

I asked how he feels about himself. Physically he doesn’t notice much change. However, he has a huge sense of accomplishment that he did it and he also fulfilled his commitment to his daughter setting the example for her.

I find that uncommon, inspiring, and a display of character. I’m proud of him and my young niece!

This reminds me we are not meant to be common, to do things because everyone else is doing it. We are here to be our own person, who we were meant to be.

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Only You

I focus on those things that only I can do, that’s when I make my best contribution.


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“If not now, when? BEGIN. It’s that simple, just not that easy.


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That Was, This Is

I try to live free. Living in what is not what was. That was. This is.


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Happiness is knowing my efforts have helped people, touched their lives and made a difference.


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Pink…for Boys?

While on the hiking trail the humans talk and the dogs run and play. I frequent the trail several times per week.

One of my human friends often talks about his twelve year old twins, a girl and a boy. I have never met the human kids, but I know them. The girl is a “social butterfly”, an extrovert, and good at sports. The boy is a loner, an introvert, with no interest in sports.

Dad is always stressed about his son. He says “What will become of him? He’s not like the other boys.”

The twins attend different private schools and they are both required to wear uniforms. A few times during the school year they have a free day to wear whatever they want.

The first free day and the boy got ready to go to school in hot pink shorts. His father tried to convince him to change clothes saying kids can be unkind and some may tease him for his choice.

I heard the story immediately after my hiking buddy dropped his son off at school wearing his pink shorts. I offered a different perspective, applauding the boy’s individuality, attitude, and courage to not change under pressure from his father.

Two days later on the trail, the dogs are running and playing and the humans are chatting. My friend didn’t bring it up so I asked “how did things go with the pink shorts?” His response: “oh it was fine, the kids didn’t even notice.”

I like it. Actually I love it! It tells me the young people don’t subscribe to old stereotypes and tribal mentality like pink is for girls, blue is for boys. They are who they are and let others be who they are.

It’s exciting for the future.



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Inviting Movement

My paint doesn’t go anywhere unless I invite it too. That’s true in life as well.


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Try New Things

I try new things; maybe I will discover a new passion.


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I look for the bright side in every situation…hope, it gets me through.


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