Get Busy Livin'

Two options: live or die. Get busy doing one of them...or so I tweeted earlier this week.

But shortly after I hit send on a seamlessly innocent message, I learned of a story about a mother and her son. A little six year old boy that was diagnosed with Medulloblastoma, a malignant tumor that attacks the brain.

So much for my innocent tweet. I thought I was witty in recycling a motivational quote from a great movie. But really I was just trying to spin someone's words about life and parlay them as my own thoughts.

But what do I know about living or dying? Death is but a (seemingly) distant foreign object and life, well life is good these days. But what does it mean to really live it? You know, as if you were dying?

What does it mean to approach every day like Noah’s mother who is recounting her battles with her son’s awful disease as a testament to his will to live each day.

Or to blog five times a day about the joys of life. About facing each day like you’re ready to conquer the world, not for yourself, but for your son.

These are two examples of people that know the meaning of the phrase “get busy living.” They know, because they do. Forget cheap words and status updates. Forget living for yourself. Forget worrying about what others think.

I never wish their trials and tribulations on anyone. But I can only hope to learn how to live with an ounce of the same zest they have for life. After all, isn’t that makes life worth living?

Life is short. Get busy living.

Reducing the Clutter

Simple question: If given the choice, which desk would you prefer to work at:

A)


or would you rather work here:

B)


My reasoning is simple, literally. By reducing the level of clutter in my office I'm able to focus more on the essential tasks at hand. Think about that for a minute.

When was the last time you realized that you were so distracted by all the noise around you, that you had difficultly accomplishing the simplest of tasks?

I just unsubscribed from over 25 blogs on my Google Reader. Why? Because they were clouding my feed and distracting me from more important blogs I want to follow.

But why stop at removing clutter around the office/work? What if this same concept were applied to more important stuff?

I wonder how much heartache we could save ourselves if we were able to remove some of the emotional baggage that clutters life's bigger decisions?