mood board

effortlessly

From this perch where I’m writing, I’m watching a guy eating at True Food.

The waiter asks him if he’d like another drink.

My mind immediately jumps to its own conclusions – Those True Food specialty drinks are pricey and certainly don’t come with free refills. That’s gonna set you back another chunk, dude. Obviously, you don’t need another. I mean, how is something you can down that quickly possibly worth that cost.

And you know what he effortlessly said? Yes.

And, on top of that, he’d like to try a different one.

The waiter tells him a recommendation of his own favorite popular selection, with no additional description. It’s the guy’s first time eating there, and based on my observations he definitely did not study that menu carefully enough to know what the drink consists of.

But, you know what he said equally as effortlessly? Sounds great.

Seriously, dude? You don’t even know what that drink is. What if it doesn’t perfectly align with your own tastes? Then you are down another x amount of money.

Then I hault my own train of thoughts. I decide I like the way this guy lives. He doesn’t have to get uptight about each and every decision. Maybe it’s cause he’s rolling in the dough, but I don’t get that sense. Instead, I just get the sense that he’s okay with living life in a more relaxed state. Take note, and follow his lead, I tell myself.

[disclaimer: this post was actually written the afternoon the other day, so in actuality this dude is not eating at the odd hour of 9:26 pm]

freak out

I just caught myself in the midst of one of those freak out moments. Panicked, I led myself to believe I had no choices. See, I’m looking for housing and the manager of a building of interest is using his best sales tactics. These are the units available, he says. Oh, and by the way, I’m showing them in like an hour, so they won’t last long.

This kind of talk results in freak out on my end. My mind becomes a ridiculous flurry of thoughts. What if I don’t act fast enough? What if someone signs on these units? Act immediately! This may be the best option. If you don’t act fast enough, there may be absolutely no other units available in LA that you will want to live in.

Then, a steady voice enters my mind. Hello, Caprice. You are being incredibly ridiculous in this moment. If you aren’t ready to sign right now – don’t. If the units all get leased – oh well. After all, there are only some odd 50 million places to live in LA. Something will work out.

You may call it the voice of reason. Amazing authors I’ve been reading (ie. Dan Baker, Seth Godin) tell me this is the voice of my neocortex, the home of my intellect. It has the power to drown out the instinctual reptilian brain that initially floods my mind with the ridiculous aforementioned fearful thoughts.

The beautiful thing that I noticed is that the things I’m reading and studying are starting to sink in. See, I actually recognized the voice of my neocortex and allowed it to drive my spirit instead of the fear. And what resulted? A sense of calm and a realization that I can move through life with a spirit of joy, if only I choose to do so.

stationery

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