I wrote up a story to share with you this week. I’ll get to that in a minute. But first, there’s something I want you to know.
During the past several months I’ve been undergoing a tremendous amount of personal growth. A transformation, really. In many ways, I don’t feel like I’m the same man I was a year ago. If we’re lucky, we have multiple times of transformation throughout our lives. This has been a pretty significant one for me.
One of the results of my growth, ironically, is that I’ve decided to quit being an “expert”. And by that, I mean I’ve decided to stop giving advice.
Oh, I still plan on finding lessons in every day life, collecting metaphors like they’re on clearance at Macy’s, and mixing in my stupid sense of humor as much as I feel I can get away with.
But I will no longer be telling you what to do. You won’t see phrases like “you should” or “you must” or “you need to” in my writing anymore.
You see, I have no idea what you should, must, or need to do. Just because something works for me does not mean it will work for you.
Instead, I’m returning to my roots as a writer and a storyteller, and kicking the expert advice-giver to the curb. I’m still going to write and speak about living a superpowered life, but I’m going to write about the only thing I’m truly an expert in — me. Well, not so much ME (B-O-R-I-N-G), but what I experience and observe in the world around me (NOT boring at all).
I’ll keep sharing what I’m learning in my own pursuit of a superpowered life, but I’m going to leave it up to you to figure out if there’s a lesson for you in what I experience.
Part of my definition of a superpowered life is living as authentically as possible. When I present myself as an expert, I almost always feel like a bit of a fraud. When I stick to simply sharing my experiences, my observations, and my humor, well, I feel a lot more like me. And that’s where I want to play from now own.
Thanks for sticking with me. And if you’d rather bail and find someone who will tell you what to do, I’m ok with that. You do you.
Now that I’ve got that off my chest, here’s the post I had all written up and ready to go…
You’re gonna like this story.
Recently, at Milestone 229 restaurant, the hostess asked us if we wanted to sit outside, to which we replied, “YESSS!”
She then proceeded to walk us through the entire patio to the very last table on the street side of the patio, in the corner, against the wall. The OTHER side of the patio, mind you, looks over the very cool dancing play fountain at Bicentennial Park.
I was a tiny bit annoyed (gross understatement), especially since there were obviously tables open on the fountain side.
Grumbling profusely in my mind, I was just about to ask for a different table when I looked up and saw this beautiful scene across the street in front of me.
I instantly relaxed (melted is probably a more accurate term). Something about this view resonated with me, like 1000 % more than the fountains ever would have.
This was NOT my first (or second or third) choice of table this time, and now I’ll probably request it the next time I eat there.
It is taking me forever, but I am slowly learning that if I just let go of what I *think* I want, life usually works out even better.
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