
Our default wiring, at least in our modern, ever more modern world, seems to play it safe. Think about it. How many times do we tell ourselves (silently) and our loved ones (not so silently) to “be safe.” It’s become, for most, a default term of endearment when leaving those we love.
Be safe.
Remember, we are wired for loss aversion. Safety first, you know. Life, however, is anything but safe. We don’t know what’s around the bend. Covid’s coming back, oh my. Pace of change is accelerating. Our iPhone alerts are too. “Danger, danger, Will Robinson,” seems so lost in space (pun intended).
So, friend, instead of telling yourself to be safe, try this on for size.
Be wild.
Take risks. Love your work and your team. Climb mountains. Surf seas. Go for the green in two instead of laying up. Open up your “Pickle and Chill.” Change the perception of collections, one debtor at a time. Transform the Bottoms into something defying Gravity. So what if you’re not in the ACC or Ivy, bring in 5 star Lacrosse recruits and teach ‘em the Buckeye way. Put health into healthcare, right Hippie? Make the bold move to the big city or into the wild. Keep wrestling with eighteen year olds well into your fifties. Be who you are, unapologetically. Harper & James it, you know. Let your broken heart love again. Life is filled with risk. Love is too. Be wild.
Where, friend, are you playing it safe when everything inside of you say’s LFG? Damn.

Live hard. Love harder. Be wild…

no dress rehearsals …. right Chet ?