"I can't do this!" —— that's what my mind was telling me. I was running on the beach when that thought popped up in my head. It was pitch perfect weather. Morning. A vail of a cloud slightly blocking the full radiation of the sun. However, if meditation has taught me one thing, is help me catch my thoughts and observe them from the outside.  This particular thought was odd, because I wasn't tired, my breathing was perfect, the sun wasn't hitting me directly on any part of my body. In other words I was doing incredibly well. And luckily I immediately realized what what happening: I was bored! Realizing that, mobilized me to find ways to make it more fun and enjoyable by focusing on how I am running, how I am placing each step on the sand, trying to errect my body even taller which helped with getting re–energized, because the brain is super dumb and believes anything its master tells it (you!). Also, fooling myself into thinking I'm running for a crowd that's cheering for me made all the difference.  After a while, I did get tired and started to slow down, but realized something bigger in the process that I wanted to actually tell my son later on. When we feel we can't do something (school, business, excercise), the first thing to check is if we're simply bored with the activity on hand. And not immediately think that we're not capable or tired. If boredom is indeed the culprit, the first thing we can do is to try and make it fun and helpful. Asking —— "what do I love most about myself when doing this activity?" —— can help tremendously in re–centering our intent. The worst part about boredom is that it can lead to mini dissapointments that can turn into a full blown burnout. Going forwad I want to have more fun by focusing on the little things in the activity I'm doing and actually enjoy myself while dancing around it. In other words, not worry so much about goals and their deceptive nature, as I have already observed, but rather focus on this exact moment, as my fingers finalize this very last paragraph in this article.

I was walking on the beach. Hadn't walked on a beach in a while. Was loving it. The sea breeze. The waveless sea surface in the morning. After a while, maybe out of boredom, I started placing goals. Rather, my mind started placing goals: "I'll walk up to that grove" or "I'll walk up to that dock and then make my way back". I quickly caught my brain doing this. What happend with me just enjoying the walk? Putting one step in front of the other. Marveling at the scenery. Why do I have to burden myself with goals? After all, goals are limiting! What if you could go way father than your mind's goals? And in business too. Goals as an end of it all, are detrimental. Goals as values is where it all should stand —— I enjoy helping clients daily I enjoy making a sale I enjoy people discovering BlogMaker These are value based goals which will get us way farther than limiting goals that makes us enjoy less the steps in between. At the end of my walk, I reached the dock my mind set as a goal. And that was good. But, since I was aware of this goal that "my own mind" was chasing, I made sure to enjoy my steps up to there. I looked at the fishermen. Stared at the never ending liquid horizon. Thought about how a beautiful grove along the way could have been way better if someone cleaned it up a bit. We can't escape our minds, but in the middle of it all, we can make sure we're enjoying the little steps that make it all valuable.

I always think that I’ll be happy when everything is running smoothly. When X visitors are flowing in, conversions are steady, the app works flawlessly, and revenue is predictable. But that’s not life. And nor is business. Life is messy. And there’s no such thing as perfect. At least, not the version of "perfect" I have in my head. Messy is the perfection. Every chaotic piece, every moving part, somehow coming together to make it work. Look at our bodies: an intricate mess of cells, signals, and systems, all in constant motion, working toward a common goal. What's more, nothing runs in a chronological order. That's only our perception. Things are constantly out of sync. Dancing in the background. Building our simple reality. I want to embrace this more. The unpredictability, the imperfection. The beautiful and disorderly relentless mess of it all. I don't want inbox zero. I don't want to have my life in order.  I want to let go more. Not hold the beautiful bird on my hand every so tightly that I squeeze the bejesus out of it. Do more. Do less. Whatever. Live as it comes. PS: I wish I lived more like my writing above.

<p><i>From all that is currently happening to us, I want to believe that we’re at the dawn of a new era </i>✊</p><hr><p>I&nbsp;am&nbsp;predicting year 2300 to be the one when we’re living the progressive dreams of today.<br></p><p>By then we have reached a new paradigm.<br></p><p>Countries, as a nationalistic identity, don’t exist. The term minority no longer makes any practical sense. We are all human at the core.<br></p><p>Wars are a relic of the past. There is abundance. History is viewed as something that leads us to the progressive present and not used as a basis for revenge.<br></p><p>We have evolved to not respond to and amplify the negative.<br></p><p>We have restored the climate equilibrium. It’s all wind, hydro, solar, and nuclear.<br></p><p>Work is no longer a thing. We produce, but it’s less about output and more about process. Robots have completely taken over menial jobs. We finally have the mindspace to explore far and beyond.<br></p>