My act is "I don't need you". I enrolled the whole group of guys I
work with at lunch today. AS SOON AS WE GOT BACK TO THE OFFICE FROM
LUNCH, I was sitting at my desk. I asked the guy next to me a
question and he said "I don't know". The guy on the other side of
the partition yelled the answer and I ignored him (working very hard
on trying to figure it out myself). He stood up and said "Are you
ignoring me because you don't need me?". I was blown away. This is
the power of enrollment for me. My group of enrollees can catch my
act. They can also remind me that I am the possibility of Fun!
Cheers,
Joe
Thursday, April 14, 2005
There's a thing on my face (a poem)
I just woke up and there's a thing on my face.
In order to breathe I have to brace.
It compels me to be and I can't see.
I say to myself, "here's a possiblity".
This thing is a story, it comes from the past.
It makes my neck hurt and moves me to act fast.
It's a complaint and it's not real.
It makes me suffer and makes me tougher.
My thing is a chair I speak into being.
I carry it around so I can see it's style.
Next, I'll create a possiblity...
Hey, I'm free of that thing now.
In order to breathe I have to brace.
It compels me to be and I can't see.
I say to myself, "here's a possiblity".
This thing is a story, it comes from the past.
It makes my neck hurt and moves me to act fast.
It's a complaint and it's not real.
It makes me suffer and makes me tougher.
My thing is a chair I speak into being.
I carry it around so I can see it's style.
Next, I'll create a possiblity...
Hey, I'm free of that thing now.
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