The Fire Within

This is a followup to my earlier post about those pesky snakes.

I will admit it definitely stung a bit to hear that I was currently being portrayed as the cause of every ill since the dawn of time (You didn’t know the whole dinosaur thing was my fault, did ya?), even though I saw it coming.

Despite how it all ended, I gave a lot of blood, sweat and tears to that job. I truly cared about the people I worked with and the success of the business. To now be held up as the example of all that is wrong in that place, quite frankly, pissed me off.

But getting pissed off was a good thing. It kept that fire within me stoked. A few days ago I wrote a post about getting knocked on our asses and getting back up. We all go through it and it totally sucks.

I thought about the whole thing for a bit and as I got more fired up, I thought about how much this just fuels me to improve and succeed beyond everyone’s wildest expectations.

How I left that place does not negate all the good things I did in that building or the (REAL) connections I made with some great people.

It also doesn’t diminish my value as a person. I made a mistake. That’s all.

All this little incident did was make that flame rise a little bit higher and burn a little bit brighter. It also made me a little more proud of myself, because I didn’t let it completely bury me.

And folks, if I can do it, so can you.

The next time someone pisses in your pot of gold, don’t lament the whole situation. Don’t let it be an anchor dragging you under.

Take that fire, you know the one – That feeling right around your solar plexus that feels almost like an icy burn right above the butterflies in your stomach – Take that fire and stoke that son of a bitch until it’s a steady burning flame driving you on to bigger and better things.

Turn it into the fuel that propels you to be the happiest and most successful person you can possibly be.

Carpe diem, baby.