Through My Eyes

This month in the Academy we’re looking into the pursuit of mastery. Our culture is enamored with retirement. We save and invest, some even count down the days until retirement. Yet, at the same time studies are showing that retirement as defined in our culture actually has a negative effect on well-being (higher depression rates, increased aimlessness and languishing).

As we close out 2022, let’s take a good hard look at the lens in which we view our pursuits!

All I See Is Growth

On September 16 in Belgrade, Serbia, Jordan Burroughs became the only United States wrestler to win seven world or Olympic Championships. With the win, Burroughs became the most decorated American wrestler in history. Six world titles and one Olympic gold medal. As champion of the 79 kilo division, he surpassed John Smith as the most decorated American wrestler in history.

Virgil By Design

Virgil By Design

On September 30, 1980, Nee and Eunice Abloh welcomed their first son into the world. In the Chicago suburb of Rockford, the immigrants from Ghana brought their baby boy home to his new bedroom. Wrapped in a swaddle and placed in a crib like every other ordinary newborn, he would spend his childhood like any other suburban kid in America.

Be What You Were Made To Be

Did you know that scientists estimate that the odds of you being born are at least 1 in 400 trillion?

1 in 400 trillion.

And as you read this, did you know that you are 1 of 7.75 Billion people on earth?

1 of 7.75 Billion

Out of all the statistics, odds, and matchmaking, here you are - simply you. Consider your uniqueness. 1 in 400 trillion chance of even breathing life. The original 1-of-1 copy of you. A world of 7.75 Billion and there’s only one of you.

Take Charge

With each passing week I have felt this growing internal tension between how I have been showing up each day and how I desire to show up each day.

My vision of self is being slowly eroded by reality. My initial response was to assume I was broken and needed to be fixed! Asking questions like, “What is wrong with me?” Which only led me down a path of unproductive self-pity.