You’re not after trophies.
You’re not after status.
You’re not after “like” clicks.
You’re not after retweets.
You’re not after accolades.
You’re not after money.
No.
You are, however, after doing something with your life.
You are here to make this place better.
Let’s call it this and not that.
This (thing that you are here for) > That (which they’ve convinced you to believe)
You can see today as a shot, an opportunity, or orchestrated divinity from your yesterday’s.
Or, like most, you can see it as a do-over, a mulligan, or a repeat of the past.
Let’s talk about the past. Every experience, reaction, response, and thought you’ve had thus far brought you here to this thing before you called today.
So be careful, today, with your experiences, reactions, responses, and thoughts because they will create your tomorrow.
Today > Tomorrow until Tomorrow is called Today.
May you feel the weight of destiny in each sunrise and experience the peace of pursued destiny with each sunset.
Be the bloom of what you’ve planted. Plant what you want to bloom.
May you taste your coffee and cherish your wine.
Don’t walk. Don’t run. Waltz with purpose.
Find metaphors. Live them. Give them.
Let the soul breathe and have its say.
More music. Less noise.
Happy New Year.
Dearest Musician,
This is your time.
This is your canvas.
So gather your instruments, join your fellow musicians, and let your music play.
Know that you are a better teacher for yourself than any book will ever be. Listen to the mirror.
However, it’s not what you know that will fulfill you. It’s what you become when you do what you do and witnessing who that impacts that will fulfill you.
Keep a lookout for the unseen, untouched, and unloved people, places, and things. There is great opportunity in such discoveries.
And lastly, say no to karaoke and yes to something original.
Yours truly,
Two Thousand and Fourteen
Einstein once said that ‘your imagination is a preview of life’s coming attraction.’
The Book of Proverbs relays that ‘as a man thinketh in his heart, so is he.’
Dreams happen twice.
Once between your ears and once at your fingertips.
Ashton.Gustafson 