Life Will Never Be The Same Again

Everything You Need… Just when you need it! May 18, 2009

It has been a magical journey so far, but for the first time since DWD I’ve experienced my first set of “challenges”.

Now, the revelation that came from this experience was ridiculously compelling and I felt that it was my duty to share it with you.

This blog is dedicated to all of you who found the strength to get up when you were knocked down.. you guys are an inspiration.

Moment #1

Last Thursday I really needed inspiration. Reality was starting to get the better of me.  So I decided to take a walk along Pitt St. Suddenly, through all the city hustle, I hear this amazing melody pierce through the crowd. It was incredible. This song was amazingly deep and familiar yet completely foreign.

So, I took that as a sign and walked up to this singer. I found out that his name was Mark Oakley. He’s a singer/songwriter who just absolutely loves soul music. The song I just heard was “Going Home”, a song he wrote. We talked about the joy he gets from making music and how when even in the chaos of the city, once in awhile someone stops to listen. He was trying to find a manager/label who would appreciate his music for its honesty

And at that moment I realised I found my inspiration through his courage. This man who is such a gifted musician would rather share his music on the sidewalks of Sydney than compromise his music. He would rather turn his back on a certain record deal than risk his beautiful gift to be reengineered by the industry.

What a warrior…

To hear what I heard, go to http://www.markoakley.com/index2.php?action=music and download the song “Going Home”. It’s free!

Moment #2

Today, I started having doubts.

I was wondering if I had the strength to do what I needed to achieve my goals?

Do I have the courage to pursue my life’s purpose?

I check my twitter account and see a tweet from Joseph McClendon III asking me to watch a video. It was a video from the movie “Any Given Sunday”, which I had not watched before.  So in the moments when I needed strength, here’s what I received.

You find out that life is just a game of inches.
So is football.
Because in either game
life or football
the margin for error is so small.
I mean one half step too late or to early
you don’t quite make it.
One half second too slow or too fast
and you don’t quite catch it.
The inches we need are everywhere around us.
They are in ever break of the game, every minute, every second.

On this team, we fight for that inch
On this team, we tear ourselves, and everyone around us, to pieces for that inch.
We CLAW with our finger nails for that inch.
Cause we know when we add up all those inches
that’s going to make the fucking difference
between WINNING and LOSING
between LIVING and DYING.

I’ll tell you this in any fight
it is the guy who is willing to die
who is going to win that inch.
And I know
if I am going to have any life anymore
it is because, I am still willing to fight, and die for that inch
because that is what LIVING is.
The six inches in front of your face.

Now I can’t make you do it.
You gotta look at the guy next to you.
Look into his eyes.
Now I think you are going to see a guy who will go that inch with you.
You are going to see a guy
who will sacrifice himself for this team
because he knows when it comes down to it,
you are gonna do the same thing for him.

So here is what I believe…

Whenever you give something your best shot, and you need just that extra inch to get you over the line… stop and look around, you may just find what you need right in front of you.

Nivin