Hope And Fear Are The Same

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This is an interesting stoic because Star Wars. There’s the Yoda line about fear leading to anger and on and on to the dark side. This stoic is about hope as the start of that. And it makes sense. Hope deals with want and when a want isn’t being met it can lead to fear and to anger and to hate and to the dark side. I use a lot of references as part of these stoics and I think this is another that applies. Often when I go to the course with expectations, hoping to do well it will often end up the exact opposite. I just had one of those days where I had hope and yet failed to meet that want. This led to fear and anger and frustration. It wasn’t until the end that once I relaxed and allowed the game to come to me that things went a little better.

Everything Is Changing

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When we moved into our current neighborhood we lucked into having some really great neighbors. We hung out in the backyard and went on trips together. Four years later I found myself the only one remaining. I still stay in contact with the others but I recognize that change occurred. I’m not as close with the neighbors that have moved in and that’s fine. I’ve adjusted and I still hang out with others I know.

I think a lot of that acceptance comes from being an army brat. I moved around every six months to three years. It was a pain in the ass but it did teach me lessons like this and allowed me to get a better understanding of our world.

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Thursday - The Strong Accept Responsibility

I like this because this helps a lot when dealing with situations where others are throwing blame around. It’s easier to shrug off because they can blame me but ultimately it’s on them. I may have not done my part or maybe I could have been better. I try to evaluate how I could have been better and that’s what helps me become better.

Yesterday - Never Complain, Never Explain

I feel like I complain a lot. It’s something I want to work on. I had a hard time falling back asleep a few days ago because I recalled how much I was complaining about something. I started evaluating it and it made it harder to go to sleep because I felt like I was complaining too much. It’s a state of mind I don’t like to be in and I often slip into complaining about things. I think there is a time and place for complaining when something needs correcting not every time though.

Today - You Choose The Outcome

I screwed up the other day. Instead of beating myself up I tried to focus on what opportunities I would have based on the current outcome. I tried to put aside what had happened and instead focus on that moment and future moments that would not have occurred had what I planned to do worked out.

I try to remember this hen something doesn’t go the way I want it to. There are opportunities that arise from unkempt plans.

It's Not The Thing, It's What We Make Of It

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This is a powerful stoic for me and has really helped me shift my mindset on things. As part of this I am learning to not judge myself so harshly for missteps. They’re missteps and I can wallow in self-pity or I can move forward and be better prepared for the future. I try to laugh on the golf course as much as possible. Especially on the bad shots because the other option is self-pity and that does not help my mood or my preparation for the next shot.

Always The Same

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History repeats itself. There’s certainly progress but what was said by generations before will be said again by generations in the future. I’m reminded of this with GenX and Millenails and Boomers and on and on. Each generation complains about the next one. I don’t get why my kids like watching YouTube videos while my parents didn’t understand why I liked playing the super Nintendo or PlayStation so much. Painting a room with lead paint is similar to all the chemicals we put in our processed food. Generations will look back and go, “Why?”