A Life Without Questions
Remember when you were a kid and your favorite thing to ask was why? As we get older, we stop asking that question. In return for our ignorance, we do things that make us less productive and waste energy.
If you think you are beaten…
This is a poem about "mindset" I put to memory long ago. It has served me well. Enjoy!
What is your “building” made of?
Imagine building a building with shoddy material. Upon completion you ask, “Will this building last 80-100 years?” and then the builder says, “No, but the wood sure smelled good while we were building.”
What is your “building” made of? Is it time for a remodel?