Posts Tagged: learn


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Apr 13

Knocked down but not out

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Yep… me again.

This may sound like a weird question, but have you ever had the breath knocked out of you?

I have and it’s horrible.  If you have had such an experience you know what I mean when I say that everything stops.

You just collapse and lie helplessly trying to sneak in any morsel air into your lungs.  The twenty seconds of incapacitation seems an eternity when breath is absent and you have no ability to capture any air.

There’s a weird dynamic that takes place.  You lie there helpless yet on another level you know you’re not going to die.

After a bit you are able to gasp in a shallow breath, wait a few more seconds and take a little deeper breath.

When you’re able to breathe normally the first thing you do is to take in the deepest breath possible.  It is then that you realize what a gift and blessing a slow deep breath really is.

It’s only when you lose something that you realize its value.

What do you do when life knocks the breath out of you?

I don’t want to be an alarmist, but at some point you will get sucker punched in the stomach by life and the world as you know it will stop.  It could be a death of a loved one, broken dream, lost job, a relationship ended, or the realization of personal shortcomings that surfaced.

You will lie there trying to gasp for any breath.

Some of you reading this today are wondering why I am being so negative… you want something uplifting… some emotional happy juice.

Believe it or not, I am going to be uplifting.

Someone reading this today is emotionally lying lifeless on the ground and you can’t catch your breath.

This blog entry is especially for you.  You see, at just the right time God gives you a quick breath as you gasp for emotional air.

The reality starts to emerge that when life deals us a blow and empties us, good things are not far behind.

The important thing is that we have to believe it and receive it.

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Hard times always lead to something great.

- Betsey Johnson

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I am no different from anyone else.   I hate being punched.  But I have also found that it is only through loss that one finds the true value of life things.

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I think most art comes out of poverty and hard times.

- Willie Nelson

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Yes, you may be lying there today struggling for breath.

Relax… trust the reality that in a short while you will be able to take a long deep breath and experience life to the fuller.

Ciao.


18
Apr 11

Lesson Learned… or Not Learned

Howdy.

I heard something a while back that has stuck around in my head.

You know… the kind of weighty thought that hangs around the edges and periodically pokes its head around the corner to let you know its still around.

Although not heavy, the presence of the persistent gentle weight over time demands attention… a closer examination.

So today is the day I take a closer look.

A teenage girl was being interviewed on television about a traumatic and challenging event in her life and how it impacted her.

Before I go further I have to get my embarrassment out of the way.  I neither know the girl’s name nor the details of her ordeal.  The TV was on in the background and I was only catching bits of her story about the tragedy she experienced and the blessings that have been realized as a result.

It was at the end of her interview when she made a statement that captured my attention and caused me pause.  She said…

“Things like I went through are the only times in life where lessons are learned after the test.”

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I don’t know about you but I think the statement is quite profound.  It has really made me think.

Our entire school experience is base on studying and then being tested to determine the level of retention.  You noticed I said retention.  Honestly I can’t think of many things in school (other than the basics of reading, writing, and math) that have served me directly in my life.

I learned facts and then try to regurgitate them at test time.

In the spirit of full disclosure I have to admit that I didn’t remember too many facts during test time.  The reason is simple… I didn’t study.

My grades were bad, really bad.  Let’s just say that I was in the half of the class that made the upper half possible.

But I digress; the kind of learning the girl was talking about is real world stuff.  The kind of learning that impacts the trajectory of one’s life.

Most of the challenges in life are not addressed by our academic prowess but the way we view the situation and the way we think.

Unfortunately life can offer some severe blows.  And let’s face it, some bad stuff we bring on ourselves and at other times it is thrust upon us without regard for who we are, how good we are, or how diligent we are about being responsible.

It’s life and life can be hard and seem very unfair.

We can spend a lot of energy bemoaning this reality and fearing the worst.  But that leads to and feeds the traps of fear and victimization.

I don’t pretend to know what you have gone through.  But then again you don’t know what I’ve experienced.  There is little value, if any, in sharing our war stories.

The greater issue is how well do we emerge from the war we experience.  What have we become?  What have we learned?

At these points in our life it doesn’t matter how we did at learning as we prepared for the test in school.

But now the issue is, how good are we at learning after the test has been given.

See you Thursday.