…until they get punched in the face.” Mike Tyson
That’s the challenge, isn’t it?
We want to be a spiritual bad ass, be the most alive
and loving version of our self, and then shit goes sideways.
Lose your job. Lose your love.Your kid’s puking green at 3:00am.
God grows more hair on your ass than your head.
Life comes at you like Tyson.
There’s the body blows too. Traffic. The grandmother in front of you
wants to pay with a check, from Italy. Your check engine light comes on
and stays like a relative that lost his job. Can’t your barista get your name right just once?
What’s your plan for gettng punched in the face?
Do Shit That Matters,