You are the Machine

Today is a day of mind control.

Today is a day of acknowledging the prowess of my mind. Harnessing it. Doing what it tells me I can.

Doing what tell me I can.

I am my mind. I am the machine. I can control it.

Today is a day of inhaling page 12 of Jocko Willink‘s Discipline Equals Freedom Field Manual:

“People ask me, ‘How do I get tougher?’

BE TOUGHER.

‘How can I wake up early in the morning?’

WAKE UP EARLY.

‘How can I work out consistently every day?’

WORK OUT CONSISTENTLY EVERY DAY.

‘How can I stop eating sugar?’

STOP EATING SUGAR.

You can even control your emotions:

‘How can I stop missing that girl or guy or whoever broke up with me?’

STOP MISSING THEM.

You have control over your mind. You just have to assert it.”

Today is a day to become a genius.

“Man is a genius when he is dreaming.”

Akira Kurosawa

A day to “juxtapose the what if with the maybe” and apply discipline to make it happen. To tell yourself what’s up, what’s going to happen, what’s going down for the day.

“It’s easy, it’s fun, and it’s guaranteed to work. Of course you can do it.

All of the is true except for the part about easy, fun and guarenteed.”

Seth GodinWhat To Do When It’s Your Turn [and it’s always your turn]

Today is a day to seek out some tension. To look for the hard way, the highly unlikely way, the impossible way.

“Sooner or later, it comes to this: Great work is the result of seeking out tension, not avoiding it. Great work doesn’t require reassurance, in fact, it avoids it.

‘I’m looking for something that might not work.’

Worth it.”

Seth Godin

Today is a day to get a little afraid. To face something big. Something wieldy, weighty, wobbly within.

“Fear is the mind-killer.

Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear.

I will permit it to pass over me and through me.

And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.

Only I will remain.”

Frank Herbert

My self-improvement is not a part-time gig. I don’t get to go home for the weekend. I don’t get to clock out. I don’t get a raise. 

Nothing is owed to me. It’s on me. Starting with oiling the machine. Feeding the machine. Resting the machine. Fixing the machine. Renovating the machine.

Repeat.

 

Peace and Blessings,

Josie

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