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It isn’t what we see…

…It’s how we see what we are seeing.

We typically don’t see things as they are…

…We tend to see things as we are.

Inside of us there’s a lover and there’s a wolf.

Which one are you feeding?

Which one have you handed your eyes over to?

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Vitamin See

For those of us blessed with vision, so much of our experiences in life hinges in our eyes.

If you want to be a skeptic, you will find endless reasons to be skeptical.

If you want to be a pessimist, you will find plenty to be pessimistic about.

What we see will be predicted by what we want to see and why we want to see it.

Jesus once said, “Your eyes are windows into your body. If you open your eyes wide in wonder and belief, your body fills up with light. If you live squinty-eyed in greed and distrust, your body is a dank cellar.” Matthew 6:22

Light > Dank

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Candles & Swords

We have two choices with our words.

They can be candles or they can be swords?

Sure things need to be poked, prodded, cut, challenged, and defended. And when this is done well, we can only hope that the holes left from the prodding and poking will let more light in.


  • Sharp things in the dark is rarely, if ever, a good thing.
  • Just because ‘word’ is in ‘sword’ doesn’t mean that’s how we should use them.
  • If people perish with no vision, then we must first light the wick of our moments and our future with our words.
  • Where there is no sword, there’s most likely an abundance of possibility that squelches the potential of fear.
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The Mystery of Music

Perhaps my favorite aspect of the music metaphor for success is its mysteriousness. The truth about our music, the success we pursue, is that it is a never ending and ever-changing pursuit that is always just on the horizon of our vision, reach, and hopes.

Einstein framed this very well by saying, “The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and all science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead: his eyes are closed.”

Growth stops, fresh turns stale, and color fades to black and white when we lose the emotion of mystery.

I’m After It > I Got It.

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