Run Your Own Race (Part 3) – Pack Mentality

Run Your Own Race (Part 3) – Pack Mentality

There is strength in a pack.

It is easy to dismiss the importance of community when considering “running your own race”. Yet it is impractical to believe that you can reach your full potential by simply running solo. Having a “pack” – a good community and support system, not only improves what you succeed in, but it impacts how you succeed. The rewards are so much richer when you share them with people you’ve journeyed with.

Run Your Own Race (Part 2) – The Art Of Training

 Run Your Own Race (Part 2) – The Art Of Training

When the handgun is fired, it is the long awaited signal to begin the moment you have been preparing for – the race. The long hours, the training and the sacrifice are finally put to the test. You have been graced with a short period to prove whether your toil has been worth it and to prayerfully perform to the best of your ability.

If only our life courses were so simple, that we had a clear beginning and an end. Too often we find ourselves running, unsure of when we started, where the finishing line is, or how we even got there.

But we realize we’re heading somewhere. We’re always heading somewhere.

So, where are you going?

Run Your Own Race

Run Your Own Race

We were all born running. Induced into a race from our very first breath. Moving towards a mark that was set before us. Success measured by averages. Are you above or are you below? Are you behind or are you ahead? How do you compare to your counterparts? How have you progressed?

We are commonly coached to ignore our comparisons. “Run your own race” and “stay in your lane” are phrases that seemingly soothe us on the surface. Regardless of how good this advice sounds, it is a difficult perspective to maintain. I have found that the challenge is not merely staying in your lane, but more so working out what your lane is. We can’t help but notice the progressions of others, and it is easy to be discouraged by people zipping in front of you. Yet often our frustrations lie in understanding where our own journeys are taking us.

If life was a straight course, and we could see the end in sight, our landmarks would be easier to celebrate. But quite often our courses are convoluted, filled with obstacles and hurdles that we’re required to conquer.

Storms (Part 4) – The Dissipating Storm

Storms (Part 4) – The Dissipating Storm

At some point – the rain must stop, the wind must cease, and the immediate havoc of your experience must fade away. No matter how destructive they may be, storms are temporary. Quite often, they leave as abruptly as they arrive. You are forced to reckon with your wreckage, and make meaning out of what is left, in order to face what is to come.

The scale of damage can vastly differ. As mentioned before, no two storms are the same. What can destroy one person may barely move another. Whatever you have survived through, has also been the cause of someone’s death. Take a moment to celebrate that. Take a moment to celebrate that somehow, you are still breathing even though you have been battered. Even if it feels like there is nothing to be joyful about, take a moment. The fact that you have made it this far means that there is still more for you to accomplish. The storm is passing – and your time on this earth is not over yet.

Storms (Part 3) – As The Storm Matures

Storms (Part 3) – As The Storm Matures

Storms have the ability to form at any point, in any season and in any place. They gain fame for their destruction. They have an unusual talent for displacement, disorientation and dismantling everything we know. No two storms are the same. Their intensities vary, and the complexities of its wreckage widely differ. Nonetheless, every living, breathing being must face a storm, all with the hope that they survive it somehow.

Storms (Part 2) – Cumulus: When Clouds Begin To Form

Storms (Part 2) – Cumulus: When Clouds Begin To Form

Nature has an extraordinary habit of teaching the most powerful kind of life lessons. The life cycle of a natural storm is no exception, and provides insight for the metaphorical storms that we may face. Continuing with the “Storms” series, this piece looks at the first of three stages of the storm life cycle. Focusing on the process of cloud formation, it looks at how we may experience “cumulus” in our own lives.

Storms (Part 1) – How Are You Weathering?

Storms (Part 1) – How Are You Weathering?

Storms are an inevitable part of the human experience. At some point, we all have to suffer our portion of grief, loss, tragedy and darkness. These sustained moments of strife often cause us to face impossible choices. You may wail until your throat is sore, tears may fall until your eyes sting, and your mind may be filled with questions starting with “why”. You learn quickly that storms by nature are unfair. No one can escape them, most cannot predict them, but we all have to weather them.

The question is – how are you weathering your storm?

Water Your Grass

Water Your Grass

The grass always seems greener on the other side.


It is easy to assume that those in different seasons, places and relationships are experiencing life at a greater quality than our own. We are ready to believe that if we just receive what we lack, our discontentment will disappear. We crave that unspeakable joy, and chase it by going after new things, new statuses and new people. However this quest for “more” finds us constantly running to another life and often missing the beauty in the one that we have.

Love On Your Loved Ones

Love On Your Loved Ones

The last goodbye is often unexpected. Time is a gift we know is limited; yet still manage to take it for granted. When we indulge in conflict, we rarely consider the possibility of an abrupt end. Even when our hearts are not ready, or the wounds still sting, we enjoy having the choice to resolve with our loved ones.

Unfortunately, you cannot anticipate when your last opportunity with someone is. You may have days, you may have months, and if you’re truly blessed, you may have years. Too often people recall their “shoulda, woulda, coulda” moments, regretting arguments for which they can no longer make amends.

But was the fight worth it, or was the relationship worth fighting for?