No, You Don’t Have Forever

Okay, I hate to break this to you:  You don’t have forever.

Right, you’ve heard that before.  But, you haven’t heard it from me, and probably not in just this way.

Here:  If you have a gift, you had better get busy honoring it.  I don’t want to stress you out, but none of us should assume we have many years to express the God-given talents we were blessed with.  I have seen too many lives interrupted by outside intrusions (like the economy going south) or illness to advise you that you can put the creative projects you want to undertake on a timeline stretching ten years into the future.

No one knows a thing about ten years in the future.  You or I may or may not be on the planet ten years in the future.  Either of us might be hit by a car and be spending most of our mental energy trying to manage chronic pain.  Either of us might have had a stroke and be trying to speak, let alone start a business or write a book or run for a political office.

I know.  I know.  This sounds very stark.  Well, so be it.  I don’t want to feel responsible for not having told you.  I don’t want to pretend I didn’t see people in their 20s, 30s and 40s, never mind their 50s and 60s get dire diagnoses when I trained at the Johns Hopkins School of Medicine.  I don’t want you to miss out by planning too far out.

Got a dream?  Get started actualizing it.  Now.  Stop denying the ravages of time.  Stop denying death.  Stop denying your destiny.  Embrace it.  Manifest it.

If you’re not sure what your greatest gift is or how you can make the most of it, then email me or call me, and we’ll team up to find out and roll it out.  Simple.

I’ve been accused of quoting Salinger too much, but I don’t think one can quote Salinger too much.  So, here are his words:

You’d better get busy, though, buddy. The goddamn sands run out on you every time you turn around. I know what I’m talking about. You’re lucky if you get time to sneeze in this goddamn phenomenal world. {…} I used to worry about that. I don’t worry about it very much any more. {…} I want an honorable goddamn skull when I’m dead, buddy. I hanker after an honorable goddamn skull . . .

I know what I’m talking about, too.  Get busy.

Dr. Keith Ablow

    

Posted: June 26, 2020 in: Personal Development

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