Crumble or conquer – the choice is yours

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Life does not always go to plan. I know that through bitter experience. In fact, life rarely goes to plan. When those curve-balls that life can throw up come at decent intervals, it’s not too hard to put your game-face on and tell the world that all around you is well and you are winning, even when inside your heart would tell a different story. But when those curve-balls rain down with relentless venom, or they come from a place so extreme that it is hard to bear, you have a choice: crumble or conquer.

Giving up or getting over is a mater of choice when it comes to how we feel and how we respond. Easy to say, hard to do; I know that only too well. But hard does not equate to impossible, and that is worth dwelling on.

Right now our lives are so far off plan that it’s hard to comprehend; and the last 12 months have felt like we have had a never ending tsunami of curve-balls coming from extremes more far-reaching than I would have dreamed possible. I’d love to be able to tell you that I woke each morning and chose to conquer the feelings of despair and despondency, but if I did I would be lying. In fact, the truth of the matter is that I have spent more days giving up than I have getting over, and I could point to all sorts of scape-goats for that, but the reality is that I chose to give up; or rather I did not choose to get over, and thus I gave up by default.

Part of the difficulty was that I didn’t have a focus that stretched into the future. When we started our Forever Living business, suddenly I had a focus. The curve-balls kept, and indeed keep, coming, but now I know we are on a track that leads into the future. Do I believe we are on the right track for the future we want? No. I know we are on the right track for that future – all we need to do is keep going: refuse to give up and insist on getting over.

These days I choose to conquer the despair and the despondency, and in so doing I choose to take hold of our future and defeat every obstacle that comes my way. And when those curve-balls come, I remind myself that ‘I am the Captain of my Soul’, and, swinging my bat, I send them back from whence they came.