When most of us reach the ripe old age of sixteen, one of the first things we want to do is learn to drive. Between age fourteen and fifteen we are chomping at the bit for the chance to get behind the wheel of a two ton machine. We can hardly wait to flash that license to all of our friends.
What we don't realize is before we can flash our friends (no pun intended) we must first learn how to use the tool better known as a car. In the right trained hands, a car can be more than something that gets us from point A to point B. It can be the difference between being at the right place at the right time when opportunity knocks or sitting on the sideline with too little and being too late. It can speed us into a future of success or drive us down the road of destruction. In order for the car to be that tool of success, we must know the ins and outs of using it. We must know the power of the driver's seat. The same goes for the driver's seat of our lives. Unless we are confident, defensive drivers in our lives, we can be run off the road, crashed into, hit and run on, head on collisoned , and more. More often than not, those other "cars" have uninsured drivers at the wheel, people that couldn't care less about you or the damage they have caused in your life.
Knowing the rules of the road allow us to move smoothly through life with little to no issues. Though from time to time, there might be an accident, your injuries will be few. Occasionally, you may even get lost, but having a plan and knowing where you want to go, will make getting back on course far easier than if you set out on your trip called life with no idea where you want to go or how you want to get there. Think back to when you were a child and you couldn't wait to grow up. What did you want to be: A policeman, a doctor, a writer, a musician? How does you life today compare to what you wanted as a child. Are you that person you wanted to be?
Remember your tool box? Remember what should be in it? Take out your mirror. Look into your eyes. Do you see that wide eyed child that wanted to be the Good Humor man? Do you see that child that wanted to be a painter? How much of your life is spent doing what you want to do. Is your life like the mother-in-law riding in the back seat telling you where to turn, how fast to go, what to look out for, when to stop, when to go? If you don't see that dreamer you used to be and you hear your mother-in-law's voice ringing in your ears, you need to pull over. Gather your self. Take your pen and paper out of your tool box and make a list. On that list, write all the things you ever wanted to do. (No this isn't a bucket list.) Circle all the things on that list you have done. If you have not circled anything, place a line through all the things that have become fleeting memories. Of what is left, begin to focus on that one thing that you wanted more than anything else. Focus on it and feel it and know that it is yours. Remember, don't worry about the road in front of you, only concern yourself with the road ahead of you.
Focus your energy into that destination. Feel yourself driving on the road toward that destination. Plot your course. Lock it into your GPS and go!
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