That’s the wise and wonderful Patrick at Cordell’s house hanging by the pool. We can learn a lot hanging out with two year olds.
Last Thursday I went to a small gathering of family and friends to wish Meganâ€™s brother well. Heâ€™s heading out on a super courageous, real life adventure.
Meganâ€™s son Patrick was there.
We were at a place called the Handlebar not far from our offices. As I said my goodbyes and set out to leave, I saw Patrick trying to climb on a high top table. I stopped and asked, â€œWhat are you doing, Patrick?â€ He looked up at me and and said with great confidence:
â€œI AM GOING TO GET MY BALLOON.â€
There wasnâ€™t a fiber in his tiny body that didnâ€™t believe he couldnâ€™t retrieve his lost helium balloon. Somehow. Someway. Even though it was now touching the roof of the building almost thirty feet above our heads.
â€œGood luck.â€ I said, â€œThat should be a lot of fun.â€
We limit ourselves so much by what we think is possible — or impossible, donâ€™t we?
When do we learn to say words in our heads like:
I canâ€™t do that.
Thatâ€™s just not possible.
I am too young or too old or too scared.
We just donâ€™t have the money/resources/time to make that happen.
When and how do we stop believing in the power of simply believing in ourselves?
I’m going to carry Patrick’s young wisdom with me. Always.
As individuals and as companies, what do you think would change if we all just started believing BIGGER?
What would you do different if you always believed that anything was possible?