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A friend of mine sent me this a few months ago but i hadnt had the time to read it…enough said! Read it and you will understand what i mean…
A young man learns what’s most important in life from the guy next door.
It had been some time since Jack had seen the old man. University, career, and life itself got in the way. In fact, Jack moved clear across the country in pursuit of his dreams.
There, in the rush of his busy life, Jack had little time to think about the past and often no time to spend with his wife and son. He was working on his future, and nothing could stop him.
Over the phone, his mother told him, “Mr.Belser died last night. The funeral is Wednesday.” Memories flashed through his mind like an old newsreel as he sat quietly remembering his childhood days.
“Jack, did you hear me?”
“Oh, sorry, Mum.. Yes, I heard you. It’s been so long since I thought of him. I’m sorry, but I honestly thought he died years ago,” Jack said.
“Well, he didn’t forget you. Every time I saw him he’d ask how you were doing. He’d reminisce about the many days you spent over ‘his side of the fence’ as he put it,” Mum told him.
“I loved that old house he lived in,” Jack said.
“You know, Jack, after your father died, Mr.Belser stepped in to make sure you had a man’s influence in your life,” she said
“He’s the one who taught me carpentry,” he said. “I wouldn’t be in this business if it weren’t for him. He spent a lot of time teaching me things he thought were important….Mum, I’ll be there for the funeral,” Jack said.
As busy as he was, he kept his word. Jack caught the next flight to his hometown. Mr. Belser’s funeral was small and uneventful. He had no children of his own, and most of his relatives had passed away.
The night before he had to return home, Jack and his Mum stopped by to see the old house next door one more time.
Standing in the doorway, Jack paused for a moment. It was like crossing over into another dimension, a leap through space and time The house was exactly as he remembered.
Every step held memories. Every picture, every piece of furniture….Jack stopped suddenly.
“What’s wrong, Jack?” his Mum asked.
“The box is gone,” he said
“What box?” Mum asked.
“There was a small gold box that he kept locked on top of his desk. I must have asked him a thousand times what was inside. All he’d ever tell me was ‘the thing I value most,'” Jack said.
It was gone. Everything about the house was exactly how Jack remembered it, except for the box. He figured someone from the Belser family had taken it.
“Now I’ll never know what was so valuable to him,” Jack said. “I better get some sleep. I have an early flight home, Mum.”
It had been about two weeks since Mr Belser died Returning home from work one day Jack discovered a note in his mailbox. “Signature required on a package. No one at home. Please stop by the main post office,” the note read.
Early the next day Jack retrieved the package.
The small box was old and looked like it had been mailed a hundred years ago.
The handwriting was difficult to read, but the return address caught his attention. “Mr. Harold Belser” it read. Jack took the box out to his car and ripped open the package. There inside was the gold box and an envelope. Jack’s hands shook as he read the note inside.
“Upon my death, please forward this box and its contents to Jack Bennett. It’s the thing I valued most in my life.” A small key was taped to the letter. His heart racing, as tears filling his eyes, Jack carefully unlocked the box. There inside he found a beautiful gold pocket watch.
Running his fingers slowly over the finely etched casing, he unlatched the cover. Inside he found these words engraved:
“Jack Thanks for your time! -Harold Belser.”
“The thing he valued most was…my time”
Jack held the watch for a few minutes, then called his office and cleared his appointments for the next two days. “Why?” Janet, his assistant asked.
“I need some time to spend with my son,” he said.
“Oh, by the way, Janet thanks for your time!”
“Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but by the moments that take our breath away,”
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How much are you going to let fear affect your life this year?
No matter what we do, we will always have fear in our life. The difference is, how long and how much we allow it to effect us. You see, fear has a job to do, it’s job is to protect us and make sure we don’t get hurt. Unfortunately it sometimes goes a bit overboard with it’s job and instead, keeps us from growing, learning and achieving by keeping us safe.
The way that fear does this is by feeding us with negative thoughts, old beliefs that no longer serve us well and keeping our self-esteem low by planting seeds of doubt. Fears biggest opposition is our wheel of freedom. This is our true self and when we are operating from our wheel of freedom we are in our flow, we are confident and we are on purpose.
A lot of people say that you should feel the fear and do it anyway. I believe that fear needs to be honoured, listened to and analysed from a place of truth and reason, not ignored. Fear is there to make us second guess to ensure that we aren’t doing something that will hurt us. So next time you feel insecure, afraid, unsure or overwhelmed, stop and ask yourself “what it is that I am really afraid of here?” Check in with your true self to see if it is real and true or if it an over reaction to an old belief or negative thought pattern. Ask yourself “what would happen and how would i feel if i didn’t get what i want right now”. Your answers will tell you if you are coming from fear or freedom.
By analysing the situation from a realistic point of view you will make better choices. Be aware that your wheel of fear is as smart as you are and sometimes what feels like freedom is really just fear disguised. If you find that something is a must and your ‘reasons’ for doing it are highly emotional, take a moment, breathe and repeat your pro-active behaviours until you are in a place of freedom.
To discover your pro-active freedom behaviours or to have your wheel of fear and wheel of freedom clearly defined, contact Australia’s only certified Fearless Living Coach, Tegan Mathews CFLCIIhttp://www.liveabetterlife.com.au/