Errr…Monday Blog…
Sorry all. Dolby got Juliet and I sick when we went to LA last weekend and I for one have been having trouble kicking this chest cold. (Thanks Chu-Hu!) BOOM!
That, along with our camera breaking has led me to this. I have no footage for the week. Which is ok because I have another thing I want to talk about.
Digging
You ever get the feeling that when someone comes to you they need coaching that doesn’t really have anything to do with kettle? I
mean, it does, in the respect that they want to get in shape but sometimes it feels like more than that. I know when this happens it is my job to lay out a comprehensive blah blah to help them with their fitness blah and their aesthetic yawn ca-ching. It is my job. It is my least favorite part. I always keep thinking “why are you here?”
After attending Balboa University in the 80′s and then again in the 00′s for a little post grad work I can pass along this gem for sure…You can not buy your new you from me. It must come from you. You can’t buy your health from me either, sorry we are all out of that…check back next week. Did you want to buy a heart? Does this look like OZ? I don’t even think you meant to ask that did you? Not knowing where to start is like being lost at sea. This is not Star Trek, I can not teleport you to the finish line. I don’t even sell gps. I do have some maps though, they are a little worn, and I don’t know exactly what they are maps of, but I’ll sell them if you want them…cheap.
It’s funny. These maps, they always get you to the beach, some beach, any beach, your beach (wherever the hell that is). You’ll be happy for a little while just to be off the ocean. You will be happy to have made that progress until you see the shovels. You didn’t expect the treasure to just be sitting there waiting for you did you? You are going to have to dig a little bit, maybe a little more than a little bit. Some people have to dig deeper than others to find what they are looking for.
Hey, at least the shovels a pretty new right? Lots of people have been to this beach. Lot’s of us have landed here but that shovel man…that shovel is sooo heavy…ughhh. People really hate that shovel. Most of them just pick it up for a minute and then drop it, get back on their raft and drift back off to sea. 
But you look like a digger. I bet you gonna rip right in it. You are almost there now. How deep could it be really? Digging, digging, digging, boy you are tunneling past some crazy stuff. You are getting pretty deep now, you can barely see the sun at the top of the tunnel any more. The light is just about gone. Is this the deepest you have ever dug? Have you found what you are looking for? Did you find your treasure?
You are all alone. There is only room for one down here. I promise you that. It gets lonely. When you are down that deep it will really get your gears turning. You start to think about what matters, who matters, why you are in this deep and what it is you are really looking for.
You keep digging. Eventually the light is gone. You have dug so deep that it is just you, your shovel, and your thoughts. “I must be near the center of the Earth by now.” “How long have I been digging?” You have to rest.
You have to dream.
When you wake up you will only want one thing…out. You want to feel the breeze on the beach. You want to feel the sun. At the very least you want to see the light. It is time to climb. You climb all day, all month, all year. It’s hot and dark and endless. It is different from the ocean though. You are not lost. You know what you need to do. Hand, foot, hand, foot…just keep going up. 
A white scratch.
That is all you needed to see. It is time to go. You just have to finish. You just have to get to the light. It is your whole life.
When you are in the hole. When you dig all the way down to your center. When the light goes away and you keep going…this is when you find what you are really looking for. I don’t know what it is about the digging. But it is not the boat or the beach or the shovel or the map (although they do help and they are all ON SALE right now for CHEAP at the okcblah blah blah), it is
your will to use them. That’s it. No secret.
You’re back on the beach. You are out of the hole. Give it a second to let your eyes adjust. Give them a second to focus. Can you see which way to go now?
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