Challenging Myself: Sport, Living, Thinking, Loving

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Like today, my tendency as an eighth grader was towards timidity, peacefulness, and reflection.  I feared conflict, I was generally non-aggressive. When my friend, John, encouraged me to play high school football, at first I was confused.  I didn’t consider myself particularly burly, fast or mean…you know, the football type, but he persisted.  As a football coach’s son, he already had a knack of finding football talents in those who didn’t think they had it.  He would later become a high school football coach himself (he was born to do it).  Anyway, I wasn’t alone on his recruiting list.  Once he recruited me, I helped him make sure that the talented prospects in our town came out and played some football.  During the years I played, our high school had some of its most successful seasons, due at least in part, to his recruiting and mentoring efforts.

However, let me return to my individual situation.  Continue reading

The Tension of an Internal Struggle

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I will soon return to my discussion on the Three Yes’s on My Deathbed.  For now, though I simply share an internal struggle that I am currently waging.

I am currently faced with several deadlines of some projects that I must complete.  Each of these projects requires a solitary, inward toil and deep personal, undistracted thought.  In short, I must focus on the work alone Continue reading

Three “Yes’s” on My Deathbed

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From Monty Python and the Holy Grail:

  • Bridgekeeper: “Stop. Who would cross the Bridge of Death must answer me these questions three, ere the other side he see.”
  •  Sir Lancelot: “Ask me the questions, bridgekeeper. I am not afraid.”

What is my general outlook on life?  Well, at least what should it be?  In the end, and I really mean in the end, Continue reading

Wrestle, Wrestle, Wrestle

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“The art of living is more like wrestling than dancing, in so far as it stands ready against the accidental and the unforeseen, and is not apt to fall.” Marcus Aurelius

Greco-Roman Wrestling (Public Domain photo)

Greco-Roman Wrestling (Public Domain photo)


Wrestle, wrestle, wrestle.  Life is definitely more like a wrestling match.  The people who think that it is dancing, that it is something of a frolic, have a misunderstanding.  Not that certain kinds of dancing don’t require some struggle (professional ballroom dancing comes to mind), but I am certain that is not the kind of dancing Marcus is talking about.  No, indeed life is more like a wrestling match.  And that is not bad! Continue reading